The corner of my mouth raises. “You'll like this more.”
Without another word, I line up at her entrance and begin to press in. If it wasn't Amelia, and I wasn't completely hanging on every move she makes, I might not have noticed the way she winces, but I do—and all movements stop.
“Are you okay?”
She nods a little too quickly. “Yeah. Keep going.”
My brows furrow as I see the complete vulnerability on her face, and that's when it clicks. “Amelia, tell me you've done this before.”
“Okay. I've done this before,” she says with confidence, but she looks past me as she does.
“Meelz,” I sigh and start to pull out.
She digs her heels into my back. “No, please. I want this, I swear.”
Staring down at her, I don't know whether to keep going or stop entirely. Never did it occur to me that she's a virgin. Not with the way she threw herself at me that night and straight-up asked me if I was going to fuck her. Not with the way she dated Blade. And certainly not with the way she tore off my clothes the second we got into my bedroom.
“You shouldn't give something so special to someone like me,” I tell her. “This isn't how this is supposed to happen.”
Her eyes roll practically into the back of her head. “Okay, enough of the I'm-not-good-enough act. Did it not occur to you that maybe I haven't given it to anyone because I was hoping one day it would be you? Or that no matter how much you drive me insane at times, I still come alive the second you walk into the room?” She takes my lip ring between her thumb and the knuckle of her index finger. “If you want to stop, fine, but don't do it because you think I deserve better or don’t want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
My heart pounds inside my chest as I look for any signs of insincerity in her words, but there isn't any. When she says that she wants this, I don't think she's ever meant anything more. I lean down and connect our lips again, only this time it's slower. More calculated.
I pull out of her and she sighs, but I only grin. “Relax, I'm not stopping. But I'm also not about to let your first time be some quick fuck.”
Dragging my finger down the front of her, she bites her lip to muffle a moan the second I reach her pussy. She's already soaked and so ready for me, but I'm taking my time with this. I may not usually be the slow and steady type, but I'm going to make sure she remembers every second of this.
I slip one finger inside of her tight heat, and she immediately clenches around me. Her hand wraps around my arm as I slowly pump the digit in and out of her. When I think she's gotten used to that one enough, I add a second.
“Oh my God,” she breathes.
I bend down and suck her earlobe into my mouth. “No God here, baby. There's nothing holy about the things I want to do to you.”
Her head presses further into the pillow as I hook my fingers and rub against the bundle of nerves. Meanwhile, my thumb presses on her clit, getting it from both angles. She arches up into my touch, and the sight alone is almost enough to have me combust on the spot.
“Fuck me,” she begs. “Please. Fuck me.”
“Almost, babe,” I promise.
It only takes a couple more seconds before she lets go and cums around my fingers. Her whole body shakes as she comes down from it, but I'm not about to stop. I pull out of her and suck her juices off me. She watches me as I moan from how good it tastes.
“You're fucking delicious.”
She smiles, but there's more than a hint of arousal there. “You're vile.”
Before she can even think to stop me, I bend down and kiss her. My tongue dances with hers and I can tell the second she tastes herself because her breath hitches.
Lining up at her entrance, I slide one hand up her arm and intertwine my fingers with hers. I lock my gaze with hers to give her every opportunity to back out, but all she does is smile at me like I'm the actual damn sun. As I start to push in, her hand tightens around mine. I kiss her softly, both to distract her and to assure her that this isn't just some careless fuck to me. Not tonight. Not with her.
It takes a little bit, but I finally bottom out inside of her, and her head tilts back in complete bliss. I pull out slowly only to push right back in. With every thrust I start to pick up speed until she wraps her legs tightly around my waist and starts to meet me with every move.
“You feel incredible,” I groan. “You fit my cock so damn well.”
She moans, but the only other thing that comes out of her mouth is an incoherent jumble of words. The way she squeezes my dick with her walls is like nothing I've ever felt. I could live with my cock pressed deep inside of her, and I would never have a complaint in the world.
Her breathing starts to become more shallow, and I know she's getting close again. I thrust deep inside of her and roll my hips against her. She gasps, pulling me down onto her and moving in a circular motion. It's like she knows what she wants and what she likes, and she's not opposed to using me to get it.
I feel as her whole body clenches, and it takes everything I have not to explode as her orgasm takes over. The scream she lets out is so loud I quickly cover her mouth with my hand to keep from waking Easton. What I didn't expect, however, was for her to grab my wrist and suck my middle finger into her mouth. It's erotic, and sensual, and the total opposite of the sweet girl I always assumed she was, but I'm fucking loving it.