to move, to push, to drive deep as far as I could go. My instincts were roaring, screaming at me to take her and empty myself inside her.
"Melissa . . ." I moaned as I slid forward another inch. There. This was it. I felt her barrier. Devlin had coached me on how to do this to cause her the least amount of pain. If I could just wiggle past the hymen . . . But she was so tight there was no real wiggle room.
"Fuck, I can't . . . I'm sorry."
I was helpless to stop myself from pushing forward. I felt her barrier give way. She cried out, and I froze, terrified that I had hurt her. But my body had a mind of its own. I sank deeply inside her and held still, hoping I hadn't hurt her too badly.
I was trapped, unable to move for fear of hurting the girl I loved. The pressure was mounting. I would not be able to hold this position for long. But it was also the most exquisite pleasure I had felt in my life. Heaven and hell were the same place, after all.
I shuddered at the feeling of being enveloped by her completely. I was seated to the hilt. Even though she was squeezing me so tightly I could barely think, we fit perfectly.
“Melissa . . . are you all right?” I ground out, my jaw clenched with concentration. I fervently wished I could see her face. Know what she was feeling. If she was as wild for me as I was for her.
But I couldn’t. I’d been too rushed. Waited too long. Too impatient. And now I was sunk deep, her soft, deliciously curvy bottom pressed firmly against me. I was afraid to move. I was already so close that I knew I wouldn’t be able to be gentle. And I wasn’t ready to come.
Although part of me had a feeling I wouldn’t even get soft for a second, even if I did.
Fuck, a double-header sounds really fucking nice right now. But only if she is okay. It’s your job to protect the girl, not ride her all damned night.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes . . . hmm.” She made a distinctly pleasurable sound. “Yes. I’m . . . oh, yes!”
Oh, God. That was it. I lost the thin sliver of control I had. The animal had won. I pulled out slightly and drove back in.
My hips started to move with zero thought. I pumped myself slowly in and out of her. My legs started to shake almost immediately from the strain of trying to hold myself back.
Forget riding three hundred miles straight. Forget the kind of farm work that had you falling asleep before the sun went down. Forget power lifting. Trying to control myself with this one gorgeous girl was the most strenuous workout I’d had in my life.
I’d thought once I was finally inside her, the torture would end. But it had only just begun. Her sweetness overwhelmed me. So did the thought that I was the first to feel her this way. And I will be the fucking last, I swore to myself.
She was mine at last. I was never going to let her go. Never. Didn’t matter how creepy it sounded. It was the truth.
I reached underneath her to rub her clit, and she bore down on me. That was it. I was not going to last. My hips jerked out of tempo as a massive orgasm started at the base of my spine.
It wasn't just going to be big. It was going to be epic. And not just because it had been so damned long since I was with anyone. It was all her. Melissa was my kryptonite and my salvation.
I cursed as my seed shot from my balls to my tip, pouring into her. It was a massive explosion of lust. I held her hips in place as I rammed home and stayed there, planted deep inside her. I couldn't have moved if my life depended on it. She was trembling with the aftershocks of her own orgasm, tugging at my shaft in a way that made the orgasm go on for what felt like forever.
Finally, my orgasm started to recede. But I wasn't done with her yet. She and her girlfriends had put me through hell. They had taken my control away from me. They had taken away my ability to protect Melissa from myself. Now the door was unlocked and the