揟his??He curled his fingers and hit that sensitive spot inside. 揟his is for making me fall head over fucking heels for you.?He massaged the spot on the front wall and my mouth fell open. My body bowed, bucked, arched under his touch. One of my hands clenched the duvet, the other gripped his strong thigh.
揧eah, Hannah??His tone was light but his voice rasped like sandpaper. 揑s that the spot? Is that the spot that抯 going to make you come harder than you ever have??
I nodded. 揟here. That. Like that.?
揓ust like that, huh? Fucking hell, bookworm, you make me want to sink into your sweet little body and fuck the life out of you. Say my name again, just the way I like it.?
揥yatt,?I breathed. The combination of his curled fingers and his other hand swirling on my clit was hurtling me towards another orgasm. Any second.
He leaned down licked my wetness, sucking at my clit and pulling it into his lips, and his groan was what did it. My thighs clenched around his head as I came, my skin hot and cold all over and my body belonging a hundred percent to him as I jerked and chanted yes and Wyatt and like that over and over again. He made encouraging noises in his throat like he loved my taste and couldn抰 get enough, and his tongue slid over my clit again and again as I squeezed his fingers with my muscles.
I floated back down to earth with a sigh.
揧ou抮e such a good girl.?His voice was so gentle, so proud and it slid over me like satin. His hands came to his belt and I watched, fascinated, as he slid his belt out. He saw me shiver and he smiled. He moved to standing and when his pants and boxers came off, my mouth automatically dropped at the sight of his hard cock. A bead of liquid appeared on the tip and my mouth watered with the memory of him in my mouth, groaning and gripping my hair.
Using me.
I flushed with warmth and bit my lip.
He shook his head. 揥hen you look at me like that, Hannah, you make me fucking crazy.?He fisted his cock and my eyes widened as he stroked himself while watching me. 揧ou like watching me do this??
I nodded.
He grinned and bit his lip, head tilting back. He let go and headed to his nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out a foil packet.
揘o.?I said it before I thought about it. 揑 don抰 want to use a condom.?
His hands froze. 揥hat??
揑抦 on the pill,?I breathed.
揑抳e never gone without a condom before.?His eyebrows knitted together and he looked so torn.
揝o it抯 safe then, right??I nodded at him. 揚lease, Wyatt, I棓 My voice broke off. Brave, I reminded myself. 揑 don抰 want anything in between us.?
The packet fell to the floor. He looped his hands under my knees and jerked me to the edge of the bed before sliding his length up and down my center, dragging the tip through my wet heat and over my clit. He watched where we connected with fascination. I reached for him, encircling him with my fingers and stroking and he watched, his gaze flicking between my hand and my face. He pulsed in my hand.
He paused and his throat worked. His jaw was tight. 揧ou sure about this, bookworm? We don抰 have to keep going. We can take a pause.?
I shook my head. 揑 don抰 want to pause. I want you to come inside me. I want you to make me yours.?
His nostrils flared and he pulled one of my legs up so it draped over his shoulder. 揧ou抮e already mine. Do you need a reminder??
I nodded eagerly and he shook his head, groaning.
He edged himself inside me. He was so much bigger than his fingers and I whimpered as I stretched around him. He watched my face closely with dark eyes as he slid further, his thickness making my back arch again.
揊uck, Hannah. You are tight as fuck. So fucking wet for me.?
揧ou keep making me come,?I gasped.
揧eah, I do.?A devilish, lazy grin passed his features and he slid further.
揔eep going,?I breathed.
揧ou抮e fucking ruining me, you know that??He pulled my other leg up so it draped over his shoulder and sunk further into me. My eyes fell halfway closed as he filled me.
He bottomed out and I moaned.
I didn抰 know sex could be like this, so all-consuming and primal and necessary.
He pressed a soft kiss to my calf while he let my body adjust to his size. 揧ou抮e clenching me.?His throat worked again and he inhaled through his nose.
I rippled around him and he groaned, fingers digging into my waist. He slowly inched out and filled me back up again, making my back bend. He shook his head.
揘ot going to last long,?he rasped. 揊uck, I love that our first time is like this. I love fucking you bare.?He slid out and thrust in a little harder this time and I whimpered.
The noise triggered something in his gaze and he reached for a pillow, hoisting up my hips and slipping the pillow underneath to prop my hips up.