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“Missionary.” What a terrible name for such an intimate position. “Or man on top.”
“What do most men like?”
Fucking hell, if I wasn’t so goddamn desperate to finally fuck her, the reminder that this is nothing more than a sex lesson might kill my hard-on. “I haven’t taken a survey.”
“What do you usually prefer?”
No other woman exists for me right now. I can’t think of anyone else when I’m with her.
And I don’t think she’ll find ass up, face down so there’s no eye-contact all that charming.
“Just shut up and pay attention.” I try to say it playfully, but it comes out more of a raspy growl.
Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t look away. She drags her fingers along my sides, to my ass and back, like she can’t get enough of touching me. “I think I’m nervous,” she whispers.
God damn, that fucks me up.
I gather her in my arms and press kisses to her cheeks and lips. “I’m nervous too.”
“What, why?”
My lips curl into a smirk and I roll my hips, sliding through her wetness again. “I’ve been wanting to do this since we met.” I dip down and kiss her over and over. “Been waiting so long. Afraid I won’t last long enough for you.”
She runs her fingers through my hair and her lips curve into the sweetest smile. “I’m happy to do this as many times as we need to until you’re fully satisfied.”
Never. “Careful, you don’t know what you’re asking.”
Margot
Finally, finally, finally. My heart pounds with anticipation.
Jigsaw’s big body settles over mine. His chest pressing against my breasts, arms braced by my head, keeping most of his weight off me. His hard length prods my entrance and gradually pushes inside. My breath catches at the sensual stretching and filling sensation. It doesn’t hurt or pinch or feel like being stabbed with a blunt instrument.
It’s pure pleasure.
Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
“Are you okay?” His voice, rough with restraint, adds to the sounds of our bodies sliding together.
“Yes.” I loop my arms around his neck and peer up into his eyes. “You’re perfect inside me.”
He dips down and kisses my cheek, then my lips. “Want more?”
“Yes.” I tighten my arms around his neck, holding him to me, and kiss him back.
He presses forward, filling me completely, then gathers me closer, our skin brushing together. My nipples grazing his chest. His cock stretching me open. He withdraws, then slowly thrusts back inside, working up to a steady rhythm.
Flames lick beneath my skin, spreading through my body in waves. I arch and move against him, lifting my legs higher, hooking my feet at his back, drawing him closer.
“Good girl,” he whispers, kissing my neck. “You want me in deep, don’t you?”
“Yes, God. You already are. But I can’t get enough.”
He growls and grinds into me harder. I don’t know if it’s the determination in his eyes or the angle and spot he’s hitting, but a harsh wave, frightening in its intensity, spreads over my body. “Oh my God,” I choke, clutching his shoulders. “Jensen.”
“That’s right,” he rasps. “Don’t you ever forget who makes you come this hard.”
I couldn’t if I wanted to. I can’t force my voice to form any words. Just moans, whimpers, and breathy cries. The pounding of my heart drowns out all other sounds.
