Page 23 of His to Protect

I moan softly when his hand moves down and begins stroking between my legs. He knows exactly what he’s doing because it doesn’t take long before I’m pushing against his palm, searching for that release. He slides a finger inside me and I shamelessly move as he thrusts it in and out.

“Christ, you’re tight. And so wet.”

Vin adds a second finger, stretching me, and I arch up. The pleasure is building all over again and his thumb finds my clit, pressing down, as his fingers fill and scissor, stretching me even further. He doesn’t have small fingers either. They’re long and so much bigger than mine. And, clearly, they’re built to make a woman feel so freaking good.

I cry out, my inner muscles contracting, and fall back against the bed. A dazed feeling comes over me as my second orgasm passes. God, he’s good at this, I think. I’m so damn glad I waited because giving Vin my virginity has been the best decision I might’ve ever made. Maybe even the highlight of my life so far. And it isn’t even over yet.

He lifts his weight up off the mattress and I watch with heavy lids as he slowly unbuttons his shirt. I could be wrong, but it looks like his fingers are trembling slightly. They’re also slick with my wetness and I can’t help but flush. He tosses the shirt, unbuckles his belt then chucks it along with his trousers. My nerves kick up a notch when I look down and see his tented boxer briefs. Oh, boy, he’s huge. Even bigger than I had imagined. Chewing on my lower lip, it occurs to me that his fingers had barely fit inside me. How in the world am I going to manage his cock?

Before I can think too hard about it, he pulls me forward and slips the dress over my head. My bra’s clasp unsnaps and he pulls it slowly down my arms, his green eyes darkening a shade as he gazes at my bare breasts. Feeling self-conscious, I try to cover myself, but he grabs my wrists.

“Don’t. You’re far too beautiful to hide.” Vin lifts my arms above my head and rasps, “Lay down.”

I fall back on the bed and he holds my wrists down, pinned against the mattress, then dips his head and begins worshiping my breasts. It’s the best word I can use to describe what he’s doing. He takes his time, slowly licking and caressing with his tongue. Pulling first one nipple then the other into his mouth and sucking.

“Oh, God,” I moan. It feels so good. He feels so good. I’m obscenely wet, arching against his mouth, and as nervous as I am about his size, I’m aching for more. I’m aching for him to be inside of me. To possess me completely. “Vin, I need you.”

“Are you ready?” he asks huskily, reaching down and sliding a finger inside me again.

“Yes,” I rasp.

“So ready,” he purrs, kissing me again. He spread my wetness up and around my clit and I cry out.

Then he pulls away and I open my eyes, feeling the loss immediately. “Vin…”

“Patience, Angel.” He pushes up, drags the nightstand drawer open and pulls out a small silver packet. Then he shoves his boxer briefs off and I press my lips together, watching as he rips the package open and rolls the condom down his pulsating length.

My hand reaches for him and I wrap my fingers around him. My fingers don’t even touch, unable to fully circle his girth. “Umm…” I swallow hard. “You’re really big.”

“You can take me,” he assures me and settles himself between my thighs. “I know you can, Angel.”

I hope I can. They say your first time hurts and it’s been so good up until now. But I’m determined to do this. To give Vin as much pleasure as he’s given me.

“Relax and open up to me,” he encourages, pressing his thick tip against my center. Parting my folds, he slides in slightly and I gasp. “I’ll go slowly.”

He can go as slowly as he wants, but that doesn’t make his cock any smaller or hurt any less. But when his fingers find my clit and start working their magic again, everything in me relaxes. My thighs fall completely open and I hook my ankles around his legs. He’s being so gentle, and I can tell it’s killing him to go this slow. His muscles are straining and his jaw is tight, teeth gritted. I can feel my body stretching as he slides in a little further, but mostly I feel another orgasm coming on. The moment it hits, I cry out and that’s when Vin thrusts home.

The sting is brief and takes a moment to fade. I look up and he’s staring at me, hips pumping, filling me with his cock. I’ve never experienced a physical connection like this with another person and all I can do is hold on tightly.

“You feel so good,” he rasps. “Like heaven.”

It doesn’t take me long to realize that Vin is the consummate lover. When it’s time to be gentle he is and when it’s time to increase the friction and make me scream, he delivers. Oh, my God, does he deliver in spades.

“Vin!” He’s moving faster—cock and fingers—and it’s all too much. The way we’re connected, how deeply he’s penetrating me, body and soul, and the delicious taste of his kiss, so deep and thorough, is all too much. He’s driving me straight to the edge and I hover there, shaking and on the verge of tumbling over.

“Come for me, Angel. Come on my cock,” he urges.

His dirty words are all it takes to send me flying over the edge and spiraling into another orgasm of epic proportion. I cry out and bite down on his shoulder making him grunt. He continues thrusting then blows with a growled curse. Burying my face in his shoulder, I feel him go stiff and shudder.

For a long moment, he stays inside me and we lay there, breathing hard. When he finally pulls out and rolls off me, I feel an immediate loss. I like the warm heaviness of his body on mine. Turning my head, I see his chest rising and falling hard, and he’s lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He looks almost as dazed as I am which surprises me. While this is all new to me, I know it certainly isn’t for him.

Right?

I can’t help but wonder if he felt some of the connection that I did? Did he think what just happened was amazing, too? God, I hope so.

When he finally turns and looks over at me, I can’t read him. His green eyes are shielded and worry spikes up within me. But then he presses a soft kiss to my shoulder and slips out of bed. As he walks to the attached bathroom, I can’t help but admire his broad back, tight ass and long legs. His body is ridiculously beautiful. I’ve never admired a man’s body before, but Vin’s deserves to be worshiped in every possible way.

I have no idea what to expect now. Is he going to kick me out? Send me home? Or pull me into his arms and hold me? Maybe I should get up and put my dress back on. He’s taking longer than I expected to get rid of the protection and my nerves are escalating. I don’t know the proper etiquette post-sex and I chew on my lower lip, debating whether or not I should make a run for it.

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