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“Shit, did you want to be on top?” I shake my head before I cup her face.
“No, Scar. You stay on top. I know it will hurt for you and I don’t want to force myself into you if it's too much. You control the pace.” I say, running a finger over her cheek. “Plus,” I continue, wiggling my eyebrows, “You look like a goddess up there.”
She laughs, breaking some of the awkwardness and I’m thankful for it.
Scarlett kneels, grabbing my dick and notches it at her entrance. She holds my gaze as she slowly begins lowering herself onto me.
Her breath hitches and I just watch in awe as my woman lowers herself further onto me. She feels like fucking heaven. So wet, warm and tight. Jesus, I knew she would be but actually feeling it is pure ecstasy.
She eventually pauses. I note the small hint of panic in her eyes. “Come here, baby.” I say wrapping her in a tight embrace. My dick is still lodged in her pussy. I know that the next bit is going to hurt. The idea of any bit of sex with her being painful makes me feel unwell. I know that she just has to get past this bit then the real pleasure will come but still, I hate it.
“I’ve got you Scar. It’ll only hurt for a second, okay? You're doing so well.” I feel her nod into my shoulder. “Do you want me to do it?” I ask, giving her the option.
“Please, Dacre.” She whispers, clenching her eyes against the pain.
I told her as tight as I can to my chest. One arm wrapped firmly around her back. The other snakes down over the globes of her ass. Her embrace is just as firm on me. Her arms wrapped around mine, her nails digging into my skin in preparation for the pain.
“Ready?” I ask, giving her one last chance to back out. I feel her nod.
All at once I put more pressure on her back and shove my hips up into hers, breaking that fragile piece inside her. She cries out and my heart clenches.
“I’m sorry ,Scarlett. I’m so sorry, baby. You did so good. My brave girl.” I continue whispering words of encouragement, peppering light kisses over her cheeks, forehead and the space on her neck I can reach.
Eventually her hold on me relaxes, she withdraws her nails from my skin which I am sure drew blood. I couldn’t care less. This woman has full permission to mark every inch of my body in any way she likes. I will bear them proudly.
My girl lifts her head up, looking at me.
“Can I move?” She asks in a shaky whisper.
“Please.” I beg finally allowing to feel just how good she feels around me.
Ever so slowly, she pulls her hips back before slowly sinking back down on my length. We both groan in unison. My hand has nothing on the way she feels. Nor does that pocket pussy Sonny got me for my birthday this year. I would never tell him this, it would just go straight to his head but I did in fact use it. The minute I get home though, it's going straight in the bin. I don’t ever want to feel anything around my dick unless it's Scarlett.
“Fucking hell, Dacre. You feel so big.” She moans, throwing her head back, her pace quickening as she slowly starts rising to sit up right. Her pace turns a little bit awkward and uneasy. I watch as she tries to find her pace. It doesn’t bother me in the slightest. Every single movement in her feels like absolute bliss.
“God, Scar. You feel so good. I’m so close to cumming.” I moan, eyes locked in on her tits as I watch the way they move with each thrust. Her pace instantly picks up as she finds her rhythm.
“Cum in me then sweet boy. Fill me.” She demands. I do as she says, yelling out my release. I watch as her eyes roll into the back of her head as she follows me for the second time before collapsing on my chest. I wrap my arms tight around her as my orgasm subsides.
“Good boy.” She whispers in my ear and fuck if a little bit of extra cum doesn’t spurt out my cock. Damn, do I have a praise kink?
We lie there for what feels like hours but was most likely a few minutes. She's the one to pull her face away first. She looks at me, eyes flicking between mine. What starts off as a small smile eventually morphs into a wide grin, then into a giggle. I chuckle, which seems to just spur her along. We start full belly laughing, eventually calming down before staring at each other again.
“God, I'm fucking obsessed with you.” I say, cupping her cheek. There's another word I could've just as easily used in place of obsessed but I know it's too soon. I’m not in the business of frightening her off.
If her smile could get any brighter, it does at that moment. “I'm obsessed with you too. I've never felt this way with anyone before.” Her smile dims, turning sombre at whatever thought is in her head. “I don’t… I don’t know what’s going to happen after tomorrow but I know that I don’t want this to end.” She looks down at my chest where her hand is absently tracing shapes. “I can’t let you go. I can’t let any of you go. I know that it's a lot to ask and I’m no fool in believing that a long distance relationship like that is going to be a walk in the park but…” She trails off, lifting her head up as we meet eye contact. “Now that I've found you, I never want to let you go.”
I swear there is a fucking carnival in my stomach. The clowns are juggling battens, acrobats are doing flips and my heart is going a million miles a minute to the kick of the band's drum.
“There's nothing on this planet that could keep me away from you, Scarlett. Not time zones. Not being on opposite sides on this earth. You're mine. My girl.”
Her eyes water as she looks at me. A lone tear dripping down her face.
“You promise?” Her voice is quiet but I hear it loud and clear.
“Until the day I die.”
Chapter Nineteen
