“So fucking tight,” he groans, matching my exact thoughts.
I give my body over to Graham as he pumps and sucks on me until all I am able to accomplish is trembling and screaming out his name, experiencing another tidal wave of an orgasm—even more intense than the first round. We both collapse on the mattress, Graham rolling me to rest on top of him, while I pant. I can smell my juices on his lips; his smirk shows me that he doesn’t mind the mess. I hide my face into the hollow of his neck, shielding my eyes from his scrutiny.
“So, now you’re going to play shy, kitten? Where did the tiger go?”
I cringe and tighten my muscles, curling into his side, shaking my head back and forth.
His chuckles fill the room. Both of our breathing patterns return back to normal.
“What about you?”
“What about me?” he asks, taking my head in his hands. He pushes back my veil of hair, revealing my vulnerable eyes. He is looking into the window to my soul.
I point to his still prominent erection. Surely, that has to be uncomfortable for him.
“Miss McFee, what did you have in mind?”
“I, um…” I can’t keep my eyes off it. “Could reciprocate?”
“I have no doubt,” he responds with a sexy half grin. “But, as promised, this is about you. We can have more fun tomorrow.”
I glance at the clock and see that it is well past midnight. “It is tomorrow,” I inform him. There is an innocent edge to my voice, yet my carnal thoughts are anything but. I trail my fingers down his rippling abdomen, resting over top of his confined erection. “And I want you, Graham.” His cock twitches up into my palm, mirroring the need.
There is no mistaking the growl coming from deep within his abdomen or the way his eyes darken with hunger. “You can’t say things like that to me, baby, and expect me not to react.”
“I want you to react.”
Instantly, Graham stands, ripping off his suit pants, tossing them into a makeshift pile on the bedroom floor. His black boxers are the only material keeping his beast of an erection firmly contained. He puts one knee on the bed, running his fingers through his hair in contemplation.
“I’m sure.” I answer the silent question that he seems to be asking. “I haven’t been sure about anything more in my whole life.” I shamelessly reach out to rub Graham’s cock, but he is faster and captures my hand in his before I reach my destination.
My words pull at his control, making him hesitate and question whether or not I am ready for this next stage of my life. The longer he waits, the more pressure I feel.
“If I have you once, I know without a doubt that I won’t be able to survive without having you again. Regularly. So if you aren’t serious about pursuing a relationship with me, then this has to stop now. I don’t share. And I’m a demanding lover.”
I pull my hand away from his and push myself up on my elbows to stare longingly into Graham’s eyes. He’s being serious. Every one of his words needs to be taken at face value.
“Okay,” I answer blindly. I do not want this to stop, and for the first time in months, both my brain and heart agree.
I reach my hands up to cup his face, moving my thumbs in a soothing motion to show him that I am being genuine.
“If you think that I won’t be good or if I’m not your type, then I can—”
“Stop,” he growls, hovering over me with searching eyes. “I have never doubted what we could be together. But there’s so much that we have to learn about each other. That will come in due time. Right now, I am going to take you, Angie. I want to warn you that your first time isn’t going to be as great as you read about in your romance novels. I am above average. I am not saying that to brag. I am saying that so you can have another reason to back out.”
For the first time ever, I see a shyness overcome him at the mention of his size. Of course he is freaking above average. He is huge everywhere else.
He runs his hand over his chin, struggling with his emotions and his protective instincts. “And inevitably, I am going to hurt you. It’s your first time after all. But I promise to make it feel better again soon.”
After that last orgasm, I have no doubt. I want this so badly. I lean into Graham, capturing his lips with mine. I use my feet to tug down his boxers, eliciting a laugh from him over my eagerness and deftness. His hard erection springs free, poking against my thigh in all of its glory. I run my hands down between our bodies, grasping his length firmly in my palm, barely able to get my fingers to curl around and connect. If I wasn’t so sure of Graham’s lovemaking abilities, I would be scared shitless over his massive size. I’m not naive enough to think that this isn’t going to hurt. I know it will. But I also know that the pleasure will soon follow. It will be well worth it in the end.
“You are going to end things soon if you keep touching me like that.”
“Oh,” I mumble, letting go.
Graham leans back and pumps his cock a few times between his fingers, making my eyes grow wide with the anticipation of the entry. His free hand pulls at my pussy lips, spreading the moisture of my still flowing juices around the opening.
“I want you so badly, baby. I know that whenever I get inside I won’t be able to last long.”