Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
I cry out as an orgasm finds me, and it’s hard to believe that every single one he gives me is better than the last. It’s hard to believe anything in the world could feel this damned good. He lifts his mouth from me, eyes meeting mine, and seeing him down there between my legs makes me tremble. I want more, and I want it right now. My body is screaming to feel every inch of him, to know what it’s like to have a man like him inside me.
He moves up my body, reaching over me into his drawer to pull out a condom. I watch with hooded eyes and an aching body as he slides it on his very thick, very hard cock. I know that’s going to hurt, and yet I want it. I want it so badly I don’t really care about the pain that is coming my way. He positions himself overtop of me, his eyes meeting mine. “You hurt too much, you tell me to stop. I’ll stop.”
I nod, biting my lip as he gently nudges me.
Oh god. This is going to hurt more than I anticipated, I just know it.
He nudges again, this time pushing in just a bit.
Fire. Fire of a thousand suns explodes between my legs. Anyone that tells you the first time is this incredible sensation and you cum over and over again, is a big fat liar. The stretching, burning pain that fills my body as he pushes deeper makes me want to squirm right out from underneath him and run away. If this is how sex feels, I don’t want it. No thank you.
Noticing my tension, Rhett pauses and looks down at me. “You’re hurtin’, I can see it on your face. I’ll stop.”
“No,” I croak. “I don’t want you to stop, I just need a second.”
He leans down and presses his lips to mine, kissing me until I forget the pain. I reach down, digging my nails into his ass and pulling him in just a touch deeper. It hurts and I know I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but I just need him to do this. I need him to break through this pain so I can go back to enjoying everything he’s offering. I pull harder, forcing him to push in until he’s fully sheathed.
I wince and close my eyes, holding him right there for a minute.
“You could have been a touch smaller for this moment,” I say, opening my eyes and looking up at him.
He grins. “Sorry.”
I smile and he leans down, kissing me again.
Then he slowly starts to move, pulling himself out just a little and pushing back in. It feels like sandpaper has been shoved into my vagina and is currently being scrubbed around in there, but I expected nothing less. One thing I know for certain is that when I’m writing sex scenes in my books, there is no way in hell the virgin heroine is going to be cumming all over the place on her first time.
Still, even though it hurts, having him this close, having his mouth on mine, his hands on me, his big body moving over mine, I can’t say I’m not enjoying it. To be this connected with someone is pretty damned special and with every thrust, the pain lessens just a little. I close my eyes, letting my hands run all over his body as his pace becomes more frantic. His growls intensify, and I feel the clench deep in my body that tells me the next time, when this pain is gone, I’m going to love every second of this with him.
Our lips lock and he kisses me deep until his body shudders and he growls out as he finds his release.
It’s the best damned thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.
Hands down.
I’m up for round two, three, one hundred ...
“ARE YOU HURTIN’?” RHETT asks later that night after we’ve cleaned up and we’re both lying in his bed.
“I’m a bit tender, but I expected as much. Was it ... was it okay for you?”
He rolls to his side, propping himself up with his elbow. “Baby, that was the best fuckin’ feeling of my life.”
I know my cheeks grow rosy at his comment, because he reaches out, running his thumb over them. “You blush a lot.”
“I can’t say I’ve ever had a man quite as charming as you. You sure know how to make a girl fidget.”
He grins. “You wait until I get you to scream my name, that blush will be a permanent fixture on your face.”
I can’t wait.
“While you’re in a super good mood, can I talk to you about something?”
Seems like an okay time to tell him that I saw him and the guys the other night. If he’s going to get angry at me, at least it’s after we had that incredible moment. I hope he won’t, I hope Gabby is right, but I’m still nervous.