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Eventually I push in farther, inch by excruciating inch, trying to savor the sensation of her squeezing me tightly. Trying more to resist the urge to come. This girl has me wound around her finger and I don’t know if she realizes just how much I would do to make her smile. Hear her laugh. Hear her moan. I would do anything for this girl.
Anything.
Even if she wanted me to stop right now, I would. It would be difficult but I’d do it.
For her.
I should tell her how I feel. How much I care. How I think I’m falling in love with her. It’s all happening so fast but I remember what my parents said—the last people I want to think about right now but here I am, doing exactly that—how I shouldn’t hold back my feelings. I need to come clean, but will she freak out?
God, I hope not.
CHAPTER FIFTY
Willow
I will my body to relax as I feel Rhett enter me for the first time. Closing my eyes, I breathe deep, wincing as he slowly pushes inside, pressing my lips together when I feel the pinch and sting. I’ve never felt so full, so connected to another human being before and when I shift my hips, it only sends him deeper, making him groan.
He presses his forehead against mine, like he’s trying to regain some control, and I wait for him, allowing myself to get used to the sensation of him being inside me. It’s odd and wondrous and amazing and awkward, all at once.
“I need to take this slow,” he bites out. “I don’t want to come too fast.”
I frown, settling my hands at the back of his neck, toying with the curling damp hair there. His entire body is covered with a thin sheen of sweat. “Could you come right now?”
He nods. “Don’t want to.”
“But you could.”
“Yeah,” he grits out. “And if we keep talking about it, I will.”
I kiss him, silencing us both, silencing the thoughts running through my brain as well. The worry and the nerves and the fear of this being extremely painful. It’s not that bad. Not at all. Especially with how careful he’s being, which I appreciate.
Once he’s gained some control, he begins to move, pulling almost all the way out before he pushes back in. I shift my position on the mattress, again sending him deeper, and I rest my hands on his shoulders, clinging to him. Watching him. His eyes are closed but he has this look of pure determination on his face. Like he’s concentrating so hard, trying to make this good. For me?
I assume so. He’s so thoughtful. Putting me first.
Testing it out, I curl my leg around his, making him groan. Press my foot into the back of his calf, marveling at how hard it is. He is nothing but solid muscle and I love the weight of him on top of me. I slide my leg up, hooking it around his hip, and oh that position change is good. Like he’s touching some part of me deep inside that I’ve never experienced before.
I want him to do it again.
Eventually I have both of my legs around his waist and he’s moving faster. I flex my hips, trying to send him deeper and every time I do it, he groans, our foreheads pressed together just before his mouth finds mine. The kiss is wild, completely out of control, and when he reaches in between us, his fingers finding my clit, I’m flying.
Coming.
My inner walls contract, milking him, and with a strangled groan he bucks against me, his body going tense right before he falls completely apart. He’s coming, thrusting once. Twice. Three times before he collapses on top of me, a panting, shuddering mess.
My heart races scarily fast and I close my eyes, stroking his hair. Running my fingers over his shoulders as he lies extraordinarily still on me. I try to sooth him, noting how he shivers when I stroke my fingernails across his skin so I keep doing it, knowing that he likes it.
“Are you okay?” I ask him, still stroking his back.
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” He lifts away from me so he can look into my eyes.
I stare up at him, a little shocked that we actually just did what we did. I had sex with Rhett Bennett. And it was amazing. I’ve always heard first time horror stories but that wasn’t terrible. Not even close.
“I’m definitely okay.” I smile and stretch beneath him. “It only hurt a little bit.”
He’s studying me, slowly shaking his head. “You amaze me, you know that?”
“I do?” My smile fades. “How?”
