Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,49

on the nightstand. He shoves his boxer briefs off and slides up the bed beside me. His hands snake along my thighs, and instinctively, I shut my legs, trapping his hand inches from my core.

“We don’t have to do this,” he stresses.

“I want to. I meant what I said, Kayden, I want you.” I’m not doing this for him or for anyone else. There’s no peer pressure like there was in high school or college. This is my choice. I’m old enough to know I’m ready.

“Okay.” He moves once more, this time nestling between my thighs, and my breath catches in my throat when I feel the tip of him at my entrance. But he doesn’t push inside. His mouth teases his way down, all the way until he hits my belly button.

The warmth and wetness of his kisses make me shiver. And when he reaches my apex, he pushes my thighs open, splaying me to his heated gaze. Warmth blooms on my cheeks, making him smile when he looks up at me from down below.

“You can tell me to stop at any time,” he informs me before swiping his tongue along my heat, causing a keen to echo around us. Kayden’s mouth hovers over before he opens me with his fingers and dips his tongue into me, licking and teasing.

My thighs shake, my fingers tangling in Kayden’s hair, tugging him closer as my legs tighten around his head. He doesn’t stop, his mouth devouring me, his tongue lashing me as my toes curl into the sheets.

“Kayden!” I cry when he dips two fingers into me as he sucks my clit into his mouth, biting down gently on my hardened nub, sending me flying over the edge. My body arches off the bed as I whimper again and again, chanting his name as sparks fly through me, and fireworks light up my eyelids.

I can’t stop trembling as Kayden slides up my body, planting soft kisses over my stomach, my chest, and on my neck as he suckles the flesh into his mouth.

“You’re fucking delicious,” he murmurs in my ear.

“Kayden.” His name is a whimper on my lips, and my hands tangle around his neck, holding onto him for dear life. “I want more.”

He laughs, his chest vibrating against mine. “Insatiable girl,” he whispers before stealing my mouth with his. I taste myself on his tongue, tangling mine with his.

Kayden pushes up onto his elbows and reaches for the condom. I’m in awe as he kneels back and tears the wrapper open. I’ve never actually seen someone do this, but watching him roll the condom onto his cock is the most erotic thing I’ve seen. He grips himself, stroking from root to tip.

“Are you ready?” he asks, his gaze locking on mine.

I nod slowly, tentatively. “I’m ready.”

He leans over me, and I feel him nudge my entrance, the tip sliding in, my wetness welcoming him inside. When he reaches the barrier, Kayden stops, stilling as he watches me.

“Breathe, speedy,” he coos. Suddenly, his hips push forward, and pain sears me, spreading through my body like white-hot lightning striking. “That’s my girl. Breathe.”

“Fuck,” I bite out as he moves deeper, his body opening mine, stretching me to the hilt. Once he seats himself fully, he stops moving. His hands hold my face, cupping my cheeks as he presses soft kisses to my lips.

“You’ve taken me, baby,” he soothes with a smile on his face. “You’re mine now.” The affirmation clear and concise, and there’s no debate.

“Move, Kayden. Please,” I beg, needing him to do it, to take me and make me his. Affection burns in his gaze as he pulls out and slides back in. The moment he thrusts again, more pain sears me, and I shut my eyes, needing to focus on the feel of him rather than the ache swirling low in my stomach.

Kayden continues pulling out slow and driving back in. His cock thickens, hips molding to mine with every movement as he lays claim to my body and mind. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him in deeper.

After a long moment of biting my lip to keep from whimpering from the pain, it dissipates, and Kayden reaches for my clit, circling it with his thumb. Pleasure shoots through me along with the lingering ache between my legs.

I haven’t ever felt so full. My back arches from the mattress when Kayden’s mouth envelops my nipple, tugging it between his teeth while he continues to toy with the