He sighs loudly and looks into my eyes. “I tried to be gentle, but this is gonna hurt,baby. I promise, you can take it, though.”
He adjusts his stance.
And then—
Ow, fucking, ow!
A sharp pain, a burn, and more pressure. I freeze as my body stretches to make room for him, taking his thick length inch by inch.
Once he finally uncovers my mouth, he’s fully inside me.
Wow.I’m not a virgin anymore.
I whisper to him, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m shaking.”
His eyes flick over my face, reflecting something I don’t recognize in them.
“You’re perfect,” he mutters, starting to move.
Perfect.
Did Grayson just call me perfect?
His hips are slow, his eyes watching my expression. Even the smallest wince on my face eases his pace.
Holy—
He’s trying not to hurt me. It’s like he cares or something. Occasionally, he even asks if I’m okay.
It’s really... sweet.
So sweet I feel like Ihaveto say something.
“Um... you look really handsome, and uh, I’m having a good time.”
He almost snorts, choking back a laugh. “Thanks.” Then, he purses his lips tightly, like he wants to correct me as he did when we kissed, but he doesn’t. Instead, his fingers thread into my hair. He leans down. His lips brush my neck.
I hold my breath and shiver as he tastes my skin.Melting.
“What do I do now?” I ask, my voice small.
“You can touch me. Put your legs around my body.”
Yay! I like this.
I wrap my legs around his waist and let my fingertips trace along the ridges of his incredible back, the muscles flexed. Their power radiates with every little movement of his body.
I’m in awe.
His mouth drags downward, hand clutching my breast. His cool lips gently kiss and suck on my nipple. And as the suction grows deeper, it intensifies everything.
He breathes against my flesh, “You got such nice tits. Kinda shocked you don’t show ’em off.”
My heart flips.
He just complimented me.
Like... seriously complimented me.
