Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 52357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 262(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 262(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
I’m lost. Intoxicated from her taste. I groan against her mouth, every muscle in my body coiled tight, but I don’t push. I let her set our pace, guide this moment.
For a second, my conscious tells me to pull away, to stop this. But she whimpers with need and that thought escapes me.
When she finally pulls away for air, her lips are swollen, her breathing shallow, and her eyes glistening in want. “Justin,” she whispers.
“Yeah?” I press my forehead to hers.
“Will you? Can we?” she whispers unsure of my reaction.
She doesn’t say it fully, but I know what she means. I don’t answer with words. I simply nod, lifting her easily in my arms as she wraps her legs around my waist carrying her through the condo to her bedroom. With each step, my dick presses painfully against my shorts as she kisses my neck, whispering my name like an answered prayer.
I lay her back gently on her bed, standing for a moment to take her in. Her hair is fanned out on her pillow as her chest rises and falls under her summer dress. Her eyes stay locked to mine.
“You sure?” I ask. “You want this to stop, it stops, no explanation needed.”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything,” she says firmly.
I crawl onto her bed, hovering above her.
“I want slow,” she whispers, “I want you, Justin, slowly.”
My heart pounds in my chest. I’ve never done slow. I’ve never done delicate. Leaning down, I kiss her. Our clothes come off piece by piece and I take my time with every inch of her skin.
I worship her flesh. She shivers under my touch, arching into me like she’s been waiting her entire life for this moment.
My fingers slide between her delicate lips finding her wet and ready. I rub slow circles over her clit as she presses into me, moaning into my mouth as I kiss her. One finger enters her, she’s primed as she clinches around my digit. I work her as she pants heavily before breaking our kiss.
“That’s it, darlin’. Let go for me.”
“I need to tell you something,” she pants and I still now with two fingers inside her. “Don’t stop, Justin.” She whimpers and I begin fingering her slowly again.
“Tell me, Dia. What do you want.”
“I want you.” She mutters and thank fuck because I’m rock hard and ready to explode. “You need to know. I’ve never done this before.”
Immediately, I go still. “You mean?”
She nods, “I want this, Justin. I need it to be with you. You’re safe and I want this.”
“You need love, Dia. You need more than this.”
Her face changes and I don’t like the hurt on her features. “Don’t tell me what I need. I’ve been told all my life what I need. Give me this Justin. You’re my best friend. You’re my person. You have seen me at my worst. Give me this moment of control to give myself something good while being safe.”
My chest swells with something I can’t pinpoint. I can’t tell her no. I need to do this right for her.
I press my lips against hers, “thank you,” I whisper. “you’re a gift, Dia. Don’t ever let anyone not treat you as such.”
Her eyes glisten as she shifts her hips making my fingers slide deep inside her again.
“I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you.”
She instantly relaxes ass I press my thumb to her clit and make sure she’s stretched to be able to take me before I move to settle over her between her legs. I ease into her, inch by inch. I go slow as her breath catches. Agonizingly I move delicately watching every reaction and every shift in her body.
When she finally relaxes, the pain of stretching goes away giving into something new inside her. I let her guide the pace. I let the moments build on soft touches everywhere and quiet sighs against her skin as the rhythm between us builds
I work sliding in and out as her fingers grip my shoulders tightly. She holds on for dear life as the momentum between us builds and she begins raising up to meet me thrust for thrust. In moments, she’s crying out my name as I lose control coming inside her knowing I’ve been given the gift of a lifetime and I don’t want to ever let her go.
“You okay?” I ask sliding out before going to get a cloth to clean her up from the remnants of my need and her virginity.
“More than okay. Always okay with you, Justin.”
Pride swells inside me along with something else I can’t describe. What I feel for the woman in front of me is unlike anything I’ve felt before.
I didn’t know it at the time, but what I felt was love. Real, unconditional, fully connected love. BW thinks I can get through to her. He doesn’t know she’s always gotten through to me. She has always gotten through to me no matter the walls I tried to put between us. From the second my body joined hers, she was it for me and I never deserved her. Not even an ounce of her love.