Page 14 of Possessive Mountain Man
But eventually, my patience got the better of me. I tilted my hips upward, automatically taking him in deeper.
The pain was immediate. I hadn’t planned on it hurting quite that much. I figured it would be just a little discomfort, maybe from the tight squeeze. But no, it felt like something was stabbing at me.
I did my best to disguise it, but Hayden wouldn’t be fooled. He froze. When I opened my eyes, he was staring down at me.
“It hurts, doesn’t it?” he asked. “We can stop and try again later.”
I shook my head. “Let’s push past it. I want to get to the other side where this feels good.”
He nodded and closed his eyes. Then he pulled back a little. Wrapping my legs around him, I pushed him in deeper.
Fuck, that hurt. But a couple of thrusts later, forced by me, it was getting easier. It didn’t feel good, but at least the pain dulled a little.
“Touch yourself,” he said.
I thought I’d misheard. I tilted my head slightly and stared up at him through narrowed eyes.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Touch yourself. Trust me.”
I trusted him. But I also knew what he was asking me to do. I’d tried and failed to do that multiple times over the past few years. I didn’t really have the confidence to try it in front of him.
But he wouldn’t expect me to bring myself to orgasm. This was just to offset the pain. I could do that.
I moved my hand between us, sliding over my stomach and the area where our bodies joined. I found that slick, swollen spot right away and began sliding my finger over it as he gently moved in and out of me.
It was going slowly, and I knew if I opened my eyes, I’d see him staring, watching me with that concerned, yet heated, stare. Just knowing he was looking at me like that warmed me from head to toe. It was doubtful I’d come again, but it definitely distracted me from the pain.
Soon enough, it started to feel good. Just a warm, tingly sensation that began in the middle of my body and spread in every direction. I focused on the warmth and continued to move my finger, flicking it back and forth.
Oh, yeah. That definitely felt good. I even let a sound escape as I began moving my hips to match the rhythm of my finger. I wasn’t aware I did it at first, but when it finally hit me, I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.
I was climbing again, and this time I knew where the feeling would take me. As I continued to climb, I was aware of everything—the sound of his movements as he thrust in and out, his heavy breathing, and the feel of his muscled thighs against mine.
I moved my free hand over his arm, savoring the contours of his muscles. He was just so damn hot, and he was all mine.
“Oh,” I wailed, aware the sound was somewhere between a gasp and a whine.
I wasn’t in control of my voice anymore. My orgasm had taken over everything, and now it raced through me again, stealing my breath and leaving me with one thought.
I was falling in love with this guy. There was no way I was ever leaving Seduction Summit.
Finally, I dared to open my eyes and found him not looking down at me as I’d expected. No, his eyes were closed, his jaw clenched, his whole body tense. He was holding back.
This time, he didn’t know I’d come. Maybe he’d missed the signs. Maybe I’d been too quiet. Or maybe all his focus had been on restraining himself.
I removed my hand from between us and watched him for a while. But finally, his eyes opened, and he looked at me as if seeing me for the first time. Yeah, he’d definitely missed my orgasm.
I gave him a small smile, deciding to encourage him to let go, and that was exactly what he did. But he didn’t do it right away. Instead, he froze, then lowered his head to kiss me again—a sweet kiss that rivaled the frenzied need I knew raced through him.
When he pulled away, he started moving again, still keeping things shallow. He didn’t want to hurt me, but I didn’t want to mess up whatever he had going. He seemed well on his way to his own orgasm.
Finally, his eyes closed again. That jaw clenched once more, and his breathing quickened. He moved faster and faster inside me, and I risked tilting my hips up again, knowing what was about to happen.
With a loud groan that echoed through the night sky, he froze. I felt him moving inside me, his cock throbbing, filling me with his seed. Someday, that seed would make a baby. I’d be off the pill, and we’d find out a few weeks later that I was expecting.
I saw it as clearly as though I were psychic, but I didn’t have to be psychic. It was going to happen. I’d make sure of it.
