Page 46 of Her Filthy Grump
As she rubs her thigh and knee along my flesh, I inhale, and the hairs on my body stand. With my dick nestled at her juncture, it feels like we’re in our own universe. One where no one else exists. Only us.
Reality swoops in to claw at my gut, causing my head to ache. We can’t stay here forever. I have to go to work in less than seven hours for a twenty-four-hour shift.
I run my tongue over her stomach and around her belly button. Her body quivers under my touch. Is this what love feels like? To only want to be with one person. To not want to spend one second apart. I’m not sure I’m ready for the answer.
As I crawl up her body, I suck and nip at her flesh. Each convulsion of her body makes my heart swell. I want to beat on my chest and shout to whoever will listen that I’m the one that does this to her.
When I reach her jaw, I place my lips against her and lightly pepper kisses until I connect with her lips. She’s soft and welcoming as we hungrily greet each other. With my hand, I spread her knees to the mattress and settle between her legs. My cock rubs against her sex, and her eyes pop open.
The wariness in her eyes is a stark contrast to every other move she’s made. My heart pangs against my ribs. “What is it?”
She bites her bottom lip and studies the ceiling.
“Layla, you can tell me. If you don’t want me, I’ll leave.” Fuck. I don’t want to leave. But the concern in her eyes has panic crawling through my chest.
“I want to, but I’m afraid you’ll leave.”
“I’m not leaving unless you tell me to go.” The pulse in my temple jumps.
Her eyes finally meet mine. “Promise?”
A lump swells in my throat. “I promise.” The words aren’t as hard to say as I expected. I’ve never promised a woman anything.
“I’m a virgin.”
I close my eyes and swallow.Shit.
“See.” Something pounds on the mattress beside me. “I knew you’d freak out.”
I open my eyes and stare at her.She wants me to be her first.This is an honor I prayed for but didn’t really expect to be true. I don’t have to imagine junk punching every guy who’s fucked her. I’m the only one she trusts enough to give her body to. “Babe, I’m not leaving.”
Her mouth drops open. “You’re not?”
“No. I’m happy. No, actually, I’m ecstatic. I want to be the only man who’s been in your bed.” I grin. “And then, in your kitchen.” I waggle my eyebrows. “Maybe even in my pickup.” I lean down and claim her mouth as she comes alive beneath me.
Her hands clasp my ass as she grinds her pussy against my length. It’s like we’ve both been waiting for this moment.
“I need you more than anything I’ve ever needed. I promise not to cause you too much pain.” Two promises in less than a minute. Wow. I’m breaking records here.
I raise my hips and slowly enter her center as we gaze into each other’s eyes. Her eyes never flinched as I pushed through what remained of her hymen. Her mouth opens, and she licks her lips.
“That’s it, sweetheart. From there, it won’t hurt.”
She nods and adjusts under me. Even though she’d barely tensed, I wait until her muscles loosen before I move.
“That’s it, relax.” As her knees fall to the mattress, I kiss her lips. I move in and out of her at a breathtakingly slow pace. I’ve never been with a virgin, and I don’t want to hurt her.
“Kameron?”
“Yes.”
“Harder, please.” Her voice is raspy as she whispers.
“As you wish.”
“You’re going to quoteThe Princess Bride?” She grips my biceps.
“Yes.” I grin as her fingernails push into my flesh.