Still, he carefully withdrew, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. Then he slid his hand between them, stroking over her clitoris, watching when she tightened as pleasure winged its way through her body.
He leaned down, shifting his position so his head was at her breasts. Using his free hand, he caressed one breast, plumping it, teasing her nipple until it was hard once more. Then he sucked gently, coaxing each one to a rigid peak while he continued to stroke her satiny flesh with the hand between her legs.
“Donovan!” she cried out, her back arching up off the bed.
“Are you close, honey? Are you about to come?”
“Yes!”
Carefully, he fit himself back to the mouth of her pussy, probing tenderly until the head slipped just inside. Her eyes widened but no pain registered in her expression. As he pushed farther in, one agonizing inch at a time, a dreamy haze entered her eyes and she smiled. Then she closed her eyes and arched into him once more.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he directed. “And hold on to me. Grab my shoulders, honey. I’m not going to last and I want to make sure you’re with me.”
“I am,” she said breathlessly. “I’m so there.”
She complied with his request, wrapping her legs around his waist and hooking her ankles just above his ass. He cupped her behind, just as he’d imagined doing, tilting her at an angle that made penetrating her easier.
Then he slid into her, all the way until his balls pressed against her ass. She gasped. He gasped. He wasn’t sure which of them was the louder. Her eyes widened and her fingers dug into his shoulders, her legs squeezed his sides, clamping like vises around him.
He pulled back and paused for a brief moment before diving deep again, his gaze never leaving her so he’d know if he was hurting her.
But she gave no indication she was experiencing anything but the sweetest of pleasures. She emitted soft, feminine sounds of appreciation as he thrust into her repeatedly. She matched his rhythm and they moved in unison to a song as old as time.
He slid his hands up her body, gathering her in his arms, holding her tight so that only his hips moved, arching into and out of her. Her breasts were flat against his chest, her breaths mingling with his. He kissed her, scorching over her mouth, devouring her as his orgasm rose, threatening to blind him with lust.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, her pussy going hot and wet around him, bathing him in her sweet heat.
“That’s it, honey. Come for me. I want you to get there before I let go.”
“I want you with me,” she said breathlessly. “I want us to go together.”
“How close are you?”
“If you won’t stop, I’m close!”
He sealed his mouth to hers and slid his tongue deep inside just as he planted himself just as deeply into her body. He went hard, losing all sense of himself. Of time. Of place. There was only Eve. Beautiful, innocent Eve.
He loved her and he knew he loved her. There was no denial. No argument that she was the one. She was his. Completely his. And he’d never let her go.
She began to shake uncontrollably. Her legs trembled around his waist and her fingers fluttered over his shoulders. Her breathing sped up until she was gasping with every thrust. And then she let out a long cry, swallowed up by his mouth as they breathed the same air.
And then he followed, plummeting right over the edge, falling hard and fast, spiraling rapidly out of control. Everything blurred around him. The slap of flesh meeting flesh distantly registered and then his release boiled from his groin, pulsed up his cock and he exploded in a frenzy, jetting into the condom.