He lifted his head immediately and appeared to check her expression. Then he relaxed into a smile. “What aren’t you used to?”
“Being tortured like this.”
“I want to make sure it’s better than your teenaged sex.”
It was so sweet that he meant it, that he was serious about making this good for her.
“It’s already light-years better than that. If you don’t make me come soon, I’m going to scream.”
“Is that a promise?”
She started to respond, but he lowered his mouth to her breast again, suckling until she was rocking wildly beneath him and babbling out all kinds of helpless sounds.
Then she felt his hand beneath the waistband of her pajamas, sliding under her panties, touching her where she was so hot and wet and needy.
She almost choked as he slid a finger and then two inside her, her vision blurring as she clutched at his hair.
He teased and mouthed one breast as he pumped his fingers, and it didn’t take long until her body was shaking helplessly as an orgasm broke over her.
The power of it shocked her, and she was breathless, wordless, as her body finally started to relax. Peter had lifted his head so he could watch her, but she was too overwhelmed to pull herself together, even knowing he was witnessing how hard she’d come for him.
He was stroking her face, his eyes resting on her possessively, when she finally found her voice again. “Give me a minute,” she gasped. “And then you’ll get a turn too.”
He smiled and straightened up. “Take your time. I better get a condom anyway, since I assume you’re not on birth control.”
“I’m not.”
He stood up, and she was able to focus enough to feel a little thrill at how obviously aroused he was. The outline of his erection was clearly visible beneath his pajama pants, and he moved awkwardly as he walked over to his suitcase.
“You brought condoms?” she asked, when he returned to the bed with a few packets in his hand.
He reached for the remote so he could turn off the television. “Of course. It’s our honeymoon.”
She chuckled, reaching out for him. “Good thinking.”
He moved into her arms, kissing her deeply, with that same intense passion, until she was excited again, running her hands over him eagerly.
In a clumsy rush, they took off the rest of their clothes, and she reached for his erection excitedly. He groaned as she caressed him, and she would have continued if he hadn’t suddenly rolled over on top of her.
“Hey!” she gasped.
“Sorry. But we’re not going to have that same ending this time, and if you did that anymore, I was going to lose it.”
She smiled, delighted by the idea of his being so into her that he would lose it, just from the way she’d been caressing him. “Okay. Then let’s go for a different ending this time.”
He was smiling back at her as he reached for a condom, opening the packet and rolling it on. And he was still smiling at her as he positioned himself between her legs and nudged her thighs apart to make room for him.
Then he was slowly entering her, and it was so full, so tight, that she lost her breath. It was actually uncomfortable at first, but she fought to relax her body, overwhelmed by the tension on Peter’s face that clearly showed how much he liked the feel of being inside her.
“You okay?” he asked hoarsely, when he was able to open his eyes.
“Yeah.” She shifted, realizing that the discomfort was gone and the sensation of him inside her was deep and full and good. “Really good.”
“Good.”
He leaned down to kiss her gently before he started to move. His rhythm was slow and steady at first, allowing her to rock her hips and figure out how to meet his motion. But it wasn’t long before he was starting to pant and accelerate his speed.
She wrapped her arms around him and hung on as he took her faster, obviously losing himself in the sensations. His eyes never left hers, and she couldn’t possibly doubt how much he wanted this.
How much he wanted her.
It was a heady feeling, almost as heady as the feel of him moving inside her.
They rocked together eagerly until the bed was shaking slightly and both of them were panting loudly. It all felt incredible, and she couldn’t hold back a few moans of pure pleasure as his rhythm intensified. The tension in his body was so tight it was shuddering through his muscles, and she could see the exact moment when he finally lost control.
It was like nothing she’d ever experienced, the sight, the feel of his climax, the way the waves of release washed over him, making him freeze and then moan.
When his body finally relaxed, he bent his elbows to lower himself over her. She held him tightly as he pressed clumsy kisses against her skin.