He put his rough hands on the inside of my thighs and pushed them open.
The tips of my nipples tightened when he lowered his head and licked a path from my clit up to my mouth. Even his kiss tasted darker. As he nibbled on my lips, I heard him open and close something, a tube maybe, and then his fingers were pushing a cold, sticky substance inside of me.
I gasped softly at the coldness.
“It’s just lubrication, angel. You’re wet, but I’m big and I don’t want to hurt you. Are you ready, sweetheart?”
I nodded. He lowered himself over me and reached between our bodies, circling the tip of his shaft around my opening before he started to push it in.
And in.
And in.
And it still wasn’t in. And what was in—damn hurt.
His hot breath teased my ear. “Angel, don’t tense up.”
“I’m not. I told you it was huge. There is no way it will fit. Take it out.”
Zane half-laughed and half-groaned. His lips feathered across my jaw to my mouth. He began to kiss me in that bone-melting way of his. I relaxed a little and slid my hands up his strong arms and into his hair. I tried to focus on everything else but the actual penetration; like the feel of his silky tongue in my mouth, the glide of his rougher skin against mine. The delicious way he smelled, the cool sheets on my back, the heat of his muscled body on my front. Our breathing was laboured and I concentrated on the muted lighting and the soft mattress, the fierce need but unbelievable gentleness pouring from him.
He was rocking into me in short bursts when all of a sudden his kiss intensified. His hands pushed down on my hips as his pelvis thrust up.
I gasped in pain. “Oh, fuck. That hurts.”
“It’s okay, angel. I’m in all the way. Shh...just relax; you will get accustomed to my size. It’ll get better.”
Then he bent his head and suckled on my nipples. And he kept sucking until my primitive instinct was to move under him. He kissed my neck and returned to my nipples, nuzzling my cleavage, breathing over the damp spots he’d created. I was in a trance as he kissed me wherever he could reach, muttering calming words against my skin.
He dragged his rough fingertips up and down my shaking thighs, murmuring, “Angel, I need to move. Wrap your legs around my waist. Trust me. It will feel better soon.”
Feeling less panicked but nowhere near comfortable, I lifted up. I felt all his hot hardness slip out and plunge back inside me again. That wasn’t so bad. In fact, it felt quite...good. “That felt good; do it again.”
He pumped his hips, slowly sliding in and out. “Is that okay? Better?”
“Yeah. Is it okay for you?”
“Hot.” He pulled out. “Wet.” He pushed in. “Tight.” He eased out. “Not just okay. Perfect.” He thrust in a little harder. “See, sweetheart? You are a perfect fit for me.”
I closed my eyes, feeling his thick shaft filling me, sending waves of tingly sensations throughout my whole body. “It feels so good; I like it.” He increased his pace. His strokes became shorter and deeper. I could feel his unsteady breaths near my temple coming out fast.
“Mia. Look at me.”
I opened my eyes. Sweat trickled down Zane’s face and his jaw was tight. I traced his profile, amazed by what I was feeling and the intimacy we were having. “What?”
“This.” He squeezed his hands on my arse, buried his face in my throat and drove his cock inside me to the hilt. I heard him groan. I felt everything. I was so sensitive down there, I could feel it all especially when his cock twitched, bathing my insides with his hot seed.
I couldn’t think of a more perfect way to have lost my virginity.
Chapter Thirteen
ZANE
I raised my head and gazed at Mia’s face. Her long, black lashes fanned her flushed cheeks, and her well-kissed lips were curved into a smirk. I tickled her behind her ear with my goatee.
She sighed, “A virgin no more.”
“Did I hurt you? Are you too sore?”
“Yes, but only a little.”
“No way am I pulling out of you then because I want to have you again. I can’t wait. Maybe we can try a different position.” I rolled until my back was flat on the mattress and she was on top of me.
“Better. I’m too heavy. Now I don’t need to worry that I’ll squash you.”
“I don’t care. I like the weight of your body on mine.” She laid her head on my chest and sighed again.
It was such a heartfelt sigh. I knew the feeling as I let my palms drift up and down her naked back from her arse to her shoulders. She confused me. I told her at the wedding, I would only teach her about sex. I didn’t want a relationship. Not ever. Not after what I went through with Jessica. But Mia was doing things to my head. I wanted her, yet I didn’t want to get serious. That would be hard considering I knew her family well and I was her boss. I thought this would be easy. It’s not.