Page 109 of Dark Surrender

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“Just overwhelmed?”

Her tiny nod is a relief. The last thing I want is to take things too far, too fast. I’m the one here, pumping the brakes. It’d be easy to fuck her right now, but I was serious when I said I wanted her first time to be special.

But that doesn’t mean…

“Reach down and put your hand around me,” I encourage, dragging my mouth across hers and pausing to nibble the bottom lip, drawing it between my teeth for another taste.

Iris does as she’s told. Five perfect digits grip my shaft.

I hiss in pleasure, and my arms damn near give out as she touches me, all of me, for the first time.

“Now stroke him.” I nip her bottom lip again, and she moans.

Slowly, fuckin’ tortuously slow, my woman jacks me off. My precum guides the way, and when she moves me down to her clit, where she strokes and rubs the head against her clit, I see fuckin’ stars.

“Sweetheart,” I grit.

“One more,” she cries, voice wrecked.

“That’s it. Make us come.”

The moment Iris’s body locks beneath mine and her breath stutters across my face, I seal my lips to hers, grit my teeth, thrust once more, and come all over her pussy, marking it. Stars burst behind my eyelids, and I forget to fuckin’ breathe.

My woman is right there with me. When she releases my cock, and he slides through her soaked folds, I lie on top of her and pepper kisses everywhere I can touch.

Iris giggles as tears trickle down the sides of her face. I swipe them away with my thumbs.

“How are you?” I ask.

“Great. I feel stupid but great.”

“Why? Talk to me.”

“I…” Her bottom lip wobbles. “I went my whole life never having that.”

I kiss her cheek. “We have it now, sweetheart. Anytime, anywhere you want.” And I mean that. Fuck, do I mean that.

Iris flaps both hands out at her sides. “Gah! I can’t believe I’m crying.” She chuckles awkwardly. It’s too cute.

“Hey. It’s alright. We’re good.”

“Some girl… friend…Friend, I am.”

“Yeah. A fuckin’ perfect girlfriend.”

She playfully slaps the side of my arm. “Shut up.”

“I’m serious. You’ll make an even more perfect wife.”

She snorts a snotty laugh. “Shut up.”

“What? Not there yet? Not ready to say I do?” I tease before landing a loud smooch on her mouth that leaves her laughing for real. When I pull back, her eyes might still be glistening, but they’re happy.

“You’re ridiculous.”