Page 37 of Finding Us
Down.
In.
Out.
It’s like a form of torture, and each time I re-enter her, I go in a touch further. Every fibre of my being wants to drive in all the way home, but for once this isn’t about me … I’m putting her needs first.
Pulling out of the kiss, I stare down at her. The head of my dick is now lodged snuggly inside her, but I can’t take this torment anymore, I need to be all in. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“Does it hurt?”
She scrunches up her cute little nose. “Not really. I mean, it stings a little, but it still feels good.”
“Do you want me to keep going? I haven’t broke through your hymen yet, so it’s not too late to stop.”
“No … I want to keep going. I need my ‘V’ gone. You have to make me a woman, stat.” My body shakes with laughter as I rest my head against her shoulder. “Why are you laughing at me?”
I roll my lips together in an attempt to pull myself together as I draw back. “I’m sorry, but I’ve seen you naked, Red, and with or without your virginity intact, you are all woman.”
“Thank you … I think.”
“It was a compliment. I’m going to need to move though … are you ready?”
“I’m ready,” she says, quickly closing her eyes and screwing up her pretty face in preparation. I can’t help it, I bark out a laugh. She’s so damn sweet.
“Look at me, Red.” She opens one eye. “Relax,” I say, running my knuckles down the side of her face. “If you’re all tensed up it’s going to hurt more.”
“Ah, okay.” Her features relax instantly.
“Just focus on our kiss,” I say, leaning in to place my lips on hers. “Leave the rest to me.”
She threads her fingers into my hair. “Wolf?”
“Yes, Red.”
“Thank you for being so sweet with me.”
I deepen the kiss, ignoring what she said. Lines are getting blurred, and that’s not how this night was supposed to go.
When I think I have her distracted enough, I start to move again, gently rocking my hips.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
It’s still just the tip, but with my next pass, I put more pressure behind my movements, breaking through the resistance until I’m balls deep. “Shit,” she cries. I instantly feel like an arsehole because I know I hurt her, but on the flip side, she feels good.So fucking good.
I pause, giving her time to adjust. “I’m sorry.”
