Page 34 of Tangled Temptation
He lowered his body until the head of his cock was at her entrance. Slowly, he slid inside her. Oh, he didn’t want to go slow; he wanted to take her hard and fast, but he wouldn’t do that on their first time.
Her pussy tightened around him. “You’re snug.”
“Maybe it’s because you’re big.”
Leaning over her, he brushed her lips with his as he pushed forward.
“Damn,” she whispered.
“Am I hurting you?” He was prepared to pull out if he needed to. Her comfort was utmost in his mind.
“No.” She wiggled her hips. “I want more.”
“We’ll get there.” He flexed his hips, slipping deeper into her. Jared was aware he was a large man, and he didn’t want to hurt her.
“Soon, please.” She curled her legs around him. “I need you. I’ve needed you for days.”
He grinned. “We’ve only been together six days.”
“I don’t care.” She tightened her legs.
“Baby, loosen your legs.”
“No.”
“Don’t forget who’s in charge here.”
She pouted but relaxed her legs.
Jared didn’t give her time to be upset, he pulled back and thrust into her.
“Ohhhh.” Her body quivered beneath his.
“So tight, but I’m loving it.”
“Oh, yes. Love me. Take me to heaven.”
He didn’t respond. Instead, he flicked her right nipple with his tongue. Her body bucked against him as his tongue played with her nipple and the jewels. By the time he did the same with her other nipple, she was thrashing beneath him.
His own control hung on by a thread. He continued to play with her nipples as her fingers dug into his shoulders, and he kept a steady rhythm fucking her.
Her body shook under his. Her little mewing sounds made him smile. She was close. Angling his hips, he added pressure to her clit. Delicious tentacles of pleasure shot thorough his body. Angie cried out as her climax overtook her.
“That’s it, baby.” He flexed his hips. “Come for me.”
Her nails dug into his skin with the next spasm of her body and the next. He didn’t mind the pain. He gave one last thrust, his balls tightened, and his own climax overtook him.
Angie’s body curled around him, her arms and legs holding him close. It was several minutes before he could even think coherently. So much better than his hand. So much. With care, he lifted his body from hers.
“No.” she whispered.
“I’m not going anywhere.” His lips brushed hers. He removed the nipple danglers, then the clit caresser. He tossed them on the nightstand before gathering her into his arms. Angie rested her head on his chest.
She snuggled close, and within a minute, she was making soft snoring sounds. His gut tightened. How would it feel to have Angie like this in his bed every night? He dismissed the thought quickly. His previous relationships didn’t work out, so why would one with Angie?
He would enjoy their time together and move on. That’s how it had to be. Even if he didn’t want to let her go. His body could protest all it wanted. Angie was an angel who didn’t need her wings clipped by his needs. He wouldn’t do that to her.
Chapter Eight
