Hearts the Last Beat (Angel Fire #6) - Ellie Masters Page 0,55
is the faintest hesitation.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s just, you’re so big. Is it going to fit?”
Best damn words for any man to hear. I can’t help the wolfish grin spreading across my face. “It’s going to fit just right, but we’ll go slow. Okay? Let me know if it’s too much.”
Angel bites down on her lower lip. That’s easily the most seductive thing on the planet.
I place my hands on her hips, lifting, and guiding. I place her hot opening right over the tip of my dick and wait for her to commit.
I would’ve taken this much slower, warming her up with my hands, mouth, and so much more, but Angel doesn’t want slow. She’s hot and wet, dripping for me. Her arousal fills the air, curling around me and filling my nostrils until I’m intoxicated with the promise of sex.
She grips my shoulders, holding me, as I gently, relentlessly, lower her down on my cock. In this position, she’s in control, but she allows me to lead.
“Spike…” Her breaths come out in staccato bursts as I simultaneously lower her down on my cock and thrust upward. Her thighs tremble.
“You okay?”
I’m not hung like a stallion, but I’ve been blessed. I’m long and thick. Some women have trouble tolerating my girth. I don’t want to hurt her.
As I ease in, I watch her face for the telltale pinch of pain as I stretch her tender flesh. Instead of pain, she tilts her head and bows her back. A low moan escapes her as I slide her down another inch. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I thrust upward and sink deeper.
I’m in her, not yet buried to the hilt, but the warm, welcoming heat of her body surrounds me and fills me with the urge to rut. Holding back is hard, but I want to make this as good for her as possible.
The air crackles with electricity, and the temperature rises in the car, heating the air between our bodies. I kiss her softly, rubbing my tongue against hers as the delirious sensation of filling her runs through me. I capture her breaths as her body opens and draws me deeper. I swallow her whimpers as her hips undulate with the need to move.
Her grip tightens on my shoulders, holding me, keeping close. I ache everywhere, hungry for her with a need I’ll never sate. A madness overcomes me, fueled by lust and flamed by desire. With great difficulty, I hold the madness at bay. This is my Angel. She’s mine to fuck, to love, but ultimately, she’s mine to care for and worship above all else.
I cradle her ass and caress her with the pads of my thumbs. Her breasts grow heavy, and her nipples peak and tighten. Her belly flutters with tiny ripples of pleasure as she lowers down.
Heat shoots through my loins and my body jerks, needing to go deeper, until fully seated inside her tight body.
“Fuck, you’re tight.”
“You’re huge.”
“You feel amazing wrapped around my cock.”
“You feel incredible inside of me.” She bites her lower lip. “It’s never felt like this before.”
Slowly, she lifts her head until her gaze settles on me. My attention never leaves her face, except to kiss her warm, welcoming mouth. The slippery caress of our tongues mix and twine with the heat of our passion. Her tiny moans morph into panting groans as my intrusion continues.
She flattens a palm against my chest and draws back, looking down between our bodies. “Christ, it feels…” Her lids close, and her mouth parts as she slides further down my shaft. “So good.”
I won’t tell her how much better it will feel once we start moving. The metal ball of my piercing will stimulate her inner walls, dragging against her g-spot, until she comes apart. My skin draws taut, sensation everywhere, as her body undulates over mine.
“Spike, it feels—you feel—ahhh.” Her head tilts back.
Her back bows. Those luscious tits push forward until I can no longer resist. I lick the pebbled flesh and flick the tight peak of her nipple.
Her sighs trip in the air until light laughter follows.
“You like that?” I give another flick of her nipple then draw it into the heat of my mouth.
“Very much.” A smile fills her beautiful face, blinding me. “I can’t believe we’re fucking. It’s better than I ever imagined.”
“Hun, this is nothing. Wait until we move.” To demonstrate what I mean, I roll my hips back, pulling out a few inches, then thrust upward. Her eyes roll back.