“Are you sure about this?” He needed her to be with him in this because if he was right, once he was inside of her, there would be no turning back.
“Yes.” She whispered. “Alex, please. I need to feel you.”
Alex pushed in deeper, her muscles gripping him painfully, so much so that he wondered whether her body would be able to take him.
“Relax, baby.” Putting his mouth on hers, he lightly kissed the edge of her mouth, running his tongue over the seam of her lips before slowly gliding his tongue inside, at the same time he pushed deeper into her body.
“You’re pussy is so fucking tight.” He groaned the words as the pain gripped him. She was tight. Tighter than he thought possible and she wasn’t relaxing as he’d told her. “Look at me, Ashleigh.”
Those amber eyes locked with his and he saw so much raw emotion there that his heart skipped a beat.
“Let me love you.” He hadn’t expected to say the words, but they came out anyway. “Relax.”
When she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for another earth shattering kiss, he thrust inside of her, and when she whimpered, he stilled instantly. Pulling back, he stared down at her and his heart damn near came right out of his chest.
Holy fucking hell...
Ashleigh must have seen the recognition in his eyes because she crushed her mouth to his and began thrusting her hips while trying to pull her in deeper. He was buried to the hilt inside of her, and if he wasn’t careful, he was going to come just from the realization alone. She was a virgin. He was the only man who had ever been inside of her.
The thought shocked him. So much so that the beast he harbored tore free, yanking the last thread of control from his grasp and he lifted her hip, changing the angle and began thrusting hard and fast into her. Over and over, delirious with the pleasure of being inside of her, knowing he was the only man who had ever felt the exquisite bliss of her body.
“Come for me, Ashleigh.” Alex told her when she dug her fingernails into his back, pulling him closer. “Come for me, baby.”
Drenched in sweat, he continued to pound inside of her, knowing he wasn’t going to last much longer because being sheathed in her body was like heaven on earth and the only thing that could have been better being if they’d been skin to skin. Since he couldn’t change that, he just focused on where their bodies were joined as one.
“That’s it, baby.” He encouraged her when her pussy gripped him tighter, her muscles clamping down on him until he was gritting his teeth so that he didn’t come too soon. “Come for me.” He growled the words, insisting that she let go and give in to him.
Apparently that was all she needed because she screamed his name, her fingernails scoring his skin as her body shook beneath his and an animalistic growl escaped as his own release ripped through him.
Chapter Thirteen
It was hard to believe that a full week had gone by since the night she and Alex had done the deed. Well, that’s what she referred to it as. He seemed to be thinking it was more than that. Oh, she did too, but she definitely wasn’t going to let him know that.
Not after what had transpired between them.
There was no way Ashleigh could tell him how he had rocked her world, so much so that she was pretty sure it had tilted on its axis, and she was now walking upside down through each and every day. Since that night, Ashleigh had stayed at Alex’s house once and him at hers once.
But that wasn’t the part of this whole mind boggling ordeal that was throwing her for a loop. That was caused by Alex’s insistence on being sweet and gentle with her. If he wasn’t careful, she was going to hurt him. In a bad way.
To have made it to twenty eight without ever having been with a man, to experience the mind shattering orgasms that Alex had given her was hard enough to grasp on its own. But for him to want to constantly go back to bed – yes, the man insisted on having sex in the bed – she knew she wasn’t going to be able to take much more.
He said he had read her books, so he knew the thoughts that went through her mind. Did he think she just came up with those ideas because someone else might find them sexy and hot? Hell no. They were the fantasies that she dislodged from that dark side of her brain. The side that wanted passion and ecstasy – outside of the bedroom would be nice.
More than once, she’d figured this was all her fault. First of all, she hadn’t told him that she was a virgin, and when she’d seen the recognition on his face, she’d nearly cried. He didn’t cringe, he didn’t panic... no, something very possessive had flashed in his bright green eyes, and it had shot an arrow straight through her heart.