She was quivering, gasping, needing to impale herself on me. “Please, Sebastian. Please.” She was desperate, now.
I was, too. I was done with this cruel game I was playing.
I let go of her hips. “Show me how deep you want me, Dru.”
“Oh fuck—finally.” She pressed her forehead to mine and kept her eyes on mine, hesitating a split second, hips writhing helplessly, and then she sank down around my shaft. Slowly, deliberately, her eyes going wide as I stretched that tight perfect pussy open. “Jesus Christ, Sebastian. I can’t—oh god, I can’t take it all.”
“Yes, you can,” I growled. “Slow. Back up. Go slow.”
“I’m trying, but you’re so fucking huge, I just—” Her eyes were wide, glimmering and gleaming with delirious awe, and a little pain as I stretched her apart. She lifted her hips to draw me out, hovered there for a moment, catching her breath, and then sank down again, taking me deeper. “God, Sebastian. So—fucking—good.”
I couldn’t breathe. Legit, I was breathless, shaking all over. Being inside Dru…it erased every moment that had ever gone before. It was…perfection. I wasn’t even all the way in yet, and I was fighting the urge to pin her to the bed and fuck her like a savage beast. Equally, I needed to just hold her like this, cup the beautiful swell of her lush hips and let her ride me to completion and just soak in her incredible beauty, just drink in the angles of her face, the fall of her thick red hair around her shoulders, the way her heavy tits trembled as she lowered herself on me. I just wanted to feel this, to drown in the feel of being inside this woman.
I didn’t want it to ever end.
I wanted to savor each individual second of this.
She gasped as she slid down my cock again, her fingers digging into my pecs, sharp strong claws piercing me to cling hard. The pain only reminded me that this was real, that I was really here with her, feeling this, filling her, splitting her open. It wasn’t a dream, wasn’t my imagination. It was better than I’d fantasized while jerking off. Infinitely better. Her body was so goddamn glorious, I didn’t dare even blink, because I didn’t want to miss a single second of the way she looked on top of me.
Before she’d even taken half of my length, she backed away again until just the tip was inside her, and she hesitated there, as if preparing to feel me fill her all over again. I felt my heartbeat hammer wild and staccato as she hovered there, waiting, waiting, and I was crazy from not knowing when she’d slide me back in, or how deep, or how slowly. It took everything I had to hold still, to let her get used to me in her own time, her own way.
She sucked in a sharp breath, dug her fingernails even deeper into my skin, nearly breaking it now, and then slowly lowered down onto me. And god, fuck—she was so tight I felt every millimeter as I pushed into her, felt her pussy squeezing around me like a vise, gripping me, sliding wet and slick and hot—it was…it felt like going home, sliding into her. Filling her.
She took almost all of me, gasping breathlessly as she withdrew again, hesitated, forehead to mine, breathing hard. Then, in the same agonizingly slow, wet, torturous slide, she impaled herself on me all over again. Groaning the whole time, her voice low and hoarse and primal, like a lioness. Almost all the way out, hovering at the apex of the withdrawal, and then this time instead of sinking down on me, she fluttered her hips, rolled them to fuck the top few inches of my cock into her pussy. She was teasing me and teasing herself, groaning low in her throat in a sound so fucking insanely erotic it had my balls clenching, had my cock throbbing, had me clawing my fingers into her ass, holding on for dear life.
God, I needed to move, needed to thrust. Needed to fuck. But I couldn’t. Wouldn’t. Not until she was ready.
Without warning, she slapped her ass down onto me, took all of my cock in a single hard crushing thrust, taking a mouthful of my shoulder and biting down to stifle her cry. I growled at the stinging ache of her teeth in my flesh and the sudden dizzying onslaught of ecstasy as I felt her pussy swallowing my cock, filling her tight cunt so completely I couldn’t possibly keep quiet because of the raw heady bliss of the way she felt.
“Fuck—” I breathed, my lips brushing her ear. “Dru, you feel like—Jesus, I didn’t know it could feel like this.”
She was sobbing, gasping, her ass flush against my hips, her cunt squeezing around me as if she was already orgasming. “So much, Sebastian. So fucking much.”
“Look at me, Dru,” I growled. Her gaze met mine, and wetness glazed her bluest blue eyes. “Those good tears, darlin’?”