But Penny didn’t think he was mad, only intensely and almost overwhelmingly turned on. Because that’s how she felt. She was more than ready to be filled by him. Desperately ready.
“Yes,” she whispered, lifting her hips, trying to take him inside her body.
Pyro’s gaze came up to meet hers. He was breathing hard, had a sheen of pink moving up his chest, and a muscle in his jaw was flexing as he fought for patience.
She loved that she was able to make him lose the control he always seemed to have. That he prided himself on. That he needed in order to be an elite helicopter pilot.
“Let go, Kylo. I’ve got you,” she said.
That was all it took. He sank inside her with one thrust.
They both moaned—and Penny immediately began to orgasm again. He filled her completely. She couldn’t tell where he ended and she began.
But even a second orgasm wasn’t enough. She needed more. Her hips rolled as she tried to get him to move, though Pyro wasn’t budging. He was frozen, his eyes tightly shut, and he felt like a piece of granite above her.
Penny’s heart was beating hard in her chest, and she could see Pyro’s heartbeat in his neck. Instead of asking him to move or if he was all right, she turned her head and kissed his forearm where it was propped beside her head.
His eyes popped open at the touch, and he stared down at her as if he was seeing her for the first time. As if he’d been somewhere far away and her kiss had brought him back.
He licked his lips but didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Simply studied her with a look she couldn’t interpret.
* * *
Pyro couldn’t move. Couldn’t do anything but feel. His pants were barely over his ass, the elastic from his underwear was digging into his hips, since he couldn’t take the time to get them all the way off before he’d needed to be inside this woman.
When she’d orgasmed with the first suck on her clit and pushed against him, wanting more, all notions of going slow had flown from his head. His only thought was to give her what she needed. Thankfully he’d remembered the condom, as he’d rather put a knife into his heart than do anything to put Penny at risk. He had no STDs, and he was pretty sure she hadn’t been with anyone in a long time, but he had no idea if she was on any kind of birth control, and there was no way he was going to risk getting her pregnant before they’d had a long talk about their future and children.
Then she’d told him to let go—and he’d lost any semblance of the control he was pretending he still possessed.
He’d thrust into her without thought, and his brain immediately blanked. Her body clasped around him so tightly, it made him dizzy. It was obvious she’d orgasmed again as soon as he entered, and he’d never felt anything like it.
Her body was made for him, just as his was meant for her.
He’d closed his eyes, memorizing the feel of her pussy fluttering around his dick, and did his best not to orgasm prematurely. He wanted this to last. Wanted to make Penny feel special. And coming the second he got inside her wouldn’t do that. Not even close.
It wasn’t until he felt a whisper-soft caress on his arm that he opened his eyes again. She’d kissed him. Gently. Tenderly. Lovingly. He’d taken her without even removing his pants and she was looking at him as if he hung the moon.
He wanted to tell her that he loved her. That he’d never felt the way he did right that moment. That he was sorry he hadn’t made their first time last longer. But he couldn’t get any words out because his throat was too tight.
Pyro licked his lips, tasting her essence on them, and it made his dick twitch deep inside her body.
Staring down into Penny’s eyes, he began to move. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving just the tip of his cock in her body, then slid back in.
She moaned, and the next time he did it, she lifted her hips to meet him.
“I’m not made of glass, Pyro,” she told him with a grin.
No. She was a flesh-and-blood woman. His woman. And whatever she wanted and needed, he’d bend over backward to give her.
She wanted harder and faster? That’s what she’d get.
Pyro began to pound into her body, and every time he bottomed out, she gasped in pleasure. She was soaking wet, allowing him to slide in and out of her with ease. Looking down, Pyro saw her nipples were hard and her tits rippled with every one of his thrusts. Her hands had moved to his sides, and he could feel her fingernails digging into the skin there.
Every one of his senses was fully engaged and focused on this woman. He could smell her arousal, see the pink in her cheeks, and the way she bit her lip as she stared up at him, feel her nails in his flesh, hear the pleasure in the adorable little grunts she let out. And of course, taste her on his lips.
This was more than sex. It was a life-altering experience. He’d never be the same. Didn’t want to go back to the person he was before Penny and Bowie exploded into his life.
His balls clenched, and he almost came right then and there. But he didn’t want this to end. Wanted to fuck this woman until they were both too exhausted to continue. He grabbed the base of his cock when he pulled out the next time and squeezed, hard. Preventing himself from coming in the nick of time.