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But she still wasn’t ready for it when he parted her with his hand and began to lick her with firm strokes of his tongue. She moaned, feeling desperate for more, her hips trying to lift of their own accord as his touch stoked the fire inside her.

Stark rested his forearm over her belly, holding her still, but the pressure felt good, and enhanced the ache of the pleasure he was coaxing from her with every touch of his tongue.

Something was building inside her, coiling tight.

“Please,” she moaned, not even sure what she was begging for.

He pulled back and she almost cried out in despair.

“You’re ready now, sweet girl,” he told her gently as he crawled up to cradle her head between his arms. “Do you want to try?”

“Yes,” she whispered, though she could feel the size of him, rigid against her belly.

“Good girl,” he told her. “Tell me if I need to stop.”

She watched his face as he took himself in his hand and guided himself against her. His expression wastortured, as if he wanted nothing more than to take her fiercely and quickly, chasing his own pleasure.

She felt a pang of tenderness at the way he was protecting her from himself, his jaw so tight as he eased himself against her. The heat of him felt incredible, and for a moment she imagined that it wouldn’t hurt at all.

Then he pressed gently just inside and she felt herself stretch.

“Talk to me, Olivia,” he gritted out.

“I’m okay,” she whispered.

His icy blue eyes met hers and they gazed at each other as he pushed further in.

Olivia winced and he stopped instantly.

“You feel so good,” he told her. “Relax a little and we’ll keep trying in a second.”

He pressed his lips to her forehead and she was surprised to find that shecouldrelax.

A moment later, pleasure began to build and she felt the pull of need all over again.

“More,” she whispered to him.

His eyes flashed.

“This will hurt,” he warned her.

“It’s okay,” she told him.

He bent to kiss her, nibbling at her lower lip and then stroking her tongue with his. She kissed him back, focusing on his mouth as he pulled back and pushed inside her fully in a single movement.

Pain blossomed and she caught her breath.

“Gods,”he groaned against her mouth.

She felt herself begin to accommodate him quickly, the pain giving way to the desperate demands of thepleasure he had been building in her since they reached the bedroom.

She squeezed herself around his length, moving her hips slightly.

“Olivia,”he growled.

“It feels so good,” she whispered.

“Do you want me to move?” he bit out.