She just wished he would quit talking. Because suddenly everything felt way too real, and who he was seemed impossible to ignore, and what was about to happen was so incredibly huge.
And it was Gage West.
She gritted her teeth, turning her head as he pressed the blunt head of his arousal against her entrance, sliding inside of her slowly, stretching her, filling her. It was impossible. She could hardly breathe. He was too much.
Instinctively, she grabbed hold of his shoulders, clinging to him even though part of her wanted to push him away. She held on to him so tightly her nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t stop her, didn’t act like he was in pain.
He made a harsh sound as he pushed into her all the way, and she started to shake. It was terrible. It hurt. He was so big she didn’t think she would ever get used to the feel of him inside of her. And he was so close. Of course he was. He was in her. But, she hadn’t fully appreciated what that might mean. Or maybe, she had. Maybe that was why she’d never done this before. Because she knew how it would feel.
He was over her, around her, in her, all-encompassing in ways she had never anticipated.
He consumed her every sense. Every part of her.
How was she supposed to keep him at a distance when he was in her? How did she keep her shields up when he was so far past the walls? She should have known. And somehow, she hadn’t. All that want, all that longing had been so big she’d forgotten the rest. Forgotten words like intimacy and possession.
A tear slid down her cheek, and she was thankful he couldn’t see it. Thankful that it was dark, and he was lost in his own pleasure, too wrapped up in all of it to realize that she was unraveling.
He started to move. She wanted to beg him to stop. Not because it hurt, but because it began to feel good. And that was even worse.
He flexed his hips, his hard body pressing up against her clitoris, sending sparks of pleasure through her. She fought it. There was no reason for her to have an orgasm again. She’d had one already, and honestly, another one would be gratuitous. And dangerous.
But, Gage didn’t seem to take note of her resistance. Or, he didn’t care. He slid his hand down her back, moving to cup her butt, pulling her up hard against him with his every thrust, forcing her into deeper, harder contact with him.
He ground his hips against her every time he went in deep, making her gasp, pushing the strange surge of emotion that had overwhelmed her when he had first entered her into the background. It was still there, lingering, but the feeling, the pleasure, it was bigger now. Starting to blot out common sense, self-protection and everything that had just told her to try and hold back.
She didn’t want to hold back anymore. She just wanted, more than that, needed him. Needed this. Needed satisfaction more than she could ever remember needing anything else in her entire life.
He wasn’t talking now. He was just breathing, hard and fierce, broken. She liked it. Because it sounded like she felt. On the verge. Out of control.
She let her head fall back, and he kissed her throat, those hot lips and the gentle scrape of his beard sending a sensual shiver right down through her body.
Suddenly, the sensation of being overwhelmed by him wasn’t bad. It wasn’t too much.
It wasn’t enough.
She found herself arching into him, holding on to him, pressing her body against him. Clinging to him, to this.
She wrapped her legs around his, tangling herself in him completely as he continued to drive them both harder, higher.
He gripped her face again, holding her steady as he kissed her deep, his desperation echoing through her, pushing her to the brink. She held there for a moment, suspended in space. And then she fell.
She felt him stiffen above her, heard him growl as he pulsed deep inside of her. But she was too caught up in her own release to have any more than a vague awareness for what had happened with him.
When she came back to herself, she was still clinging to his shoulders, and he was breathing hard, his face buried in her neck.
She blinked, realizing that there were tears on her face that she wasn’t aware of having