Once I had my pants down around my ass, I lifted my free hand up to her face and pushed some of her hair out of her eyes. They were so wide and dark I just wanted to fall into them and never look at the light of day again.
“I need you.” I sounded like an old man as it wheezed out of me. It was so far from smooth or romantic and I’m sure when I looked back on how callous and uncouth it all was I was going to feel like shit.
She dipped her chin in a little nod and her mouth now robbed of all its bright color turned up on the corners just a little bit. I always needed her, just now it was in a far more adult and intimate way.
“Okay, Rowdy. It’s okay.”
Her fingers scraped across the short hair on the back of my head as I pushed into her. She hissed a breath between her teeth and I forced myself to stop. She wasn’t anywhere ready for me or for all the things I needed to unleash on her. Her body resisted the glide and I let my head fall forward into her neck. Everything inside of me was demanding that I pound into her, ride out all the emotion I was feeling on the wave of a blinding orgasm, but I couldn’t hurt her or just take what I wanted and give nothing in return, no matter how out of control I was feeling.
“I’m so sorry.” I breathed it into her soft skin and kissed her pulse all the way up to her ear. I felt the tight vise of her body start to loosen just a fraction at the motion. I used my teeth on her earlobe and heard her sigh in pleasure.
She wiggled her hips just a little, and as I traced the outside shell of her ear with my tongue, the snug fit suddenly let go and I slid in to the hilt, so we were pelvis to pelvis. I rubbed my cheek against her much softer one and she told me, “You just have to give me a second to catch up.”
I laughed into her hair and the sound quickly turned into a groan as her inner muscles started to squeeze and move along my throbbing cock in a way that made my eyes roll back in my head.
“Fair enough.” I cupped her around the back of the neck and sealed my mouth over hers as I stared to move now that I had the freedom to do so.
I kissed her so she could feel all the things I was working with. I kissed her so she could feel me. I kissed her so that I could tell her without words how badly I was hurting and how disoriented I suddenly felt. She kissed me back and I felt like it was where my home had always been.
Now that her libido was on board with my own, I dug my fingers into the giving flesh of her backside and really started to thrust into her. She crossed her legs around my waist and I felt her heels dig into my ass. I had to break the kiss to suck in a much-needed breath, and when I did she switched her attention to my jaw and dropped sweet little kisses all along the clenched line. Even while I was powering into her, rutting like an animal into her soft heat, she was still trying to soothe me and make it all better, even though she had no idea what was wrong.
I clamped my teeth on the curve of her neck and sucked hard enough that I knew a mark would be left behind on her dusky skin.
I felt the response deep inside her and that made my dick very happy. Actually my dick was way happier than it normally was when it was buried inside of her and it wasn’t until I felt my balls draw up and the orgasm blindside me with a tidal wave of pleasure that I understood why. I inhaled her scent, kissed the red mark I had left on her throat as she shivered and quaked around me as she reached her own pinnacle of release. I told her quietly as she came down and peeled her eyes open to look at me, “I didn’t use anything, Salem.”
She was quiet for a minute and I almost panicked. We still hadn’t had the been-there-and-done-that-with-every-girl-on-the-block talk and I wasn’t exactly eager to know who she had been spending her time with in the last decade, so I just used a rubber every time we were together and called it good enough.
She lifted a black eyebrow and put her hands on either side of my face. “We’re fine. As long as you don’t have any scary things hiding in your sexual closet, I’m on the pill and have been for a long time.”
I lifted an eyebrow to match her own wry expression. “Clean as a whistle.”
“Me, too.”
Well, that was a much easier conversation to have than I had anticipated and I had to admit it gave me an odd kind of thrill to think about having sex without anything between me and her. I had been sexually active for a long time and I couldn’t remember ever being with a girl and not having latex be part of the program. Yet another first this woman was for me.
I kissed her again. This time with the care she deserved and with all the gratitude I could put into it. We both made a strangled noise of pleasure and regret as I pulled out of her and bent to lean my forehead against hers. I still had her caught up against the door and I liked the position she was in because we were eye to eye and even if I wanted to it was really hard to look away from her pitch-black gaze.