"Yes," I whispered softly.
"You feel so perfect around me, baby." He kissed along my temple and across my forehead. "You want a bit more?"
"Yes."
He was so careful. Somehow he managed to ease his way inside without any pain, just a few brief moments of discomfort.
"Breathe, baby," he urged, giving my hip a small shake. "Relax."
Wrapping my legs around his waist seemed to create more space, allowing him to plunge deeper as he groaned. "You feel so good, baby. Your hot little pussy is squeezing me perfectly."
He groaned again, kissing me lightly while we panted from desire as he eased even deeper in. Finally I felt him tap the very end, and was oddly proud of myself for taking as much as I could.
Incredibly slowly, Warrick pulled all the way out, then slipped all the way in again as we stared into each other's eyes.
"Incredible," he murmured. "How does it feel, gorgeous?"
"Fantastic." I reached up to trail my thumb along his cheekbone. "I like feeling this close to you."
He nodded, kissing the tip of my nose as he smiled. "All the time I've spent trying to improve my body and brain, I've completely neglected one important part."
He slowly pulled all the way out, then thrust in a bit more quickly. "My cock has never been this happy in its life. Feeling you gripping me so tightly…Brooke, I think I'm already addicted to you."
Then his mouth crashed down on mine in a ferocious kiss.
My hand slipped around the back of his neck, my hips undulating to urge him on as he began taking steady strokes. Every single nerve was ignited, my body on fire with the pleasure coursing through my veins.
Warrick seemed to be listening to my breathing, picking up on my cues so he knew when I wanted him to go a bit faster and when I was ready for him to thrust a bit harder.
Reaching between us, he spread my folds, then pulled my legs up higher around his waist. I gasped as the base of his cock brushed against my clit with each stroke.
His powerful body was still so gentle, his entire attention focussed on me even as he groaned in pleasure.
I loved that I could make him feel so good. Our connection felt precious. Rare.
"Is this too much, baby?" Warrick whispered against my lips. "I'm trying so hard to be gentle, but you feel too good."
"It's amazing," I breathed. "It's okay to go faster."
I could feel my body opening up, my arousal allowing him to move more freely. His thrusts became deeper, quicker, as the steamy pressure in my core rose to a boiling point.
Just when I thought I might explode, Warrick began sweeping his thumb lightly back and forth against my clit.
My fingers dug into the back of his shoulders. "Yes," I sputtered.
Warrick stared down at me in wonder. "That's it, baby. Just let go. Just let that luscious pussy come all around my cock. I need to feel you come, gorgeous."
I couldn't believe he was speaking like that, and his words sent me tumbling over the edge. I screamed his name as my entire body clenched in bliss.
I loved him. The knowledge washed through me along with a deep feeling of elation. It was as if my body and emotions were finally joined together.
"Brooke," Warrick chanted, staring into my eyes as he thrust harder, faster. "Brooke, I—"
His shoulders seized up as he went still, except for his pulsing shaft as it erupted inside me and his wet warmth spread through me. He kissed tenderly along my forehead as he began stroking gently again, extracting every last drop of pleasure for us both.
"Baby," he murmured softly, "That was incredible."
"Mmm hmm." I couldn't even form words.