Page 62 of Keeping Kara

Smiling, Kara used her inner muscles to squeeze him, and she actually felt him jerk deep inside her.

“Don’t. Please, if you want this to last more than two seconds, give me a minute,” he begged.

The power Kara felt was heady. She loved this. She’d never experienced anything like it before. As if she was right where she was always meant to be. The connection she felt with this man was overwhelming.

The second she’d taken him inside her body, something clicked into place. A certainty that this was the man she would be with for the rest of her life. That he’d take care of her physically and mentally, that he’d be a true companion, someone she could count on through good times and bad.

She sat up and looked at where they were joined once more. All she could see was their pubic hair tangled together, and it made her smile. Her light hair with his dark. Yin and yang. It was beautiful. He was beautiful.

“Shit, sweetheart. I forgot. Let me pull out so I can protect you.”

Kara shook her head. “Taken care of. I have an implant, remember? And I was tested…after…and it’s okay. I’m okay.”

“I can…You sayin’ I can come inside you?”

His simple words sounded so dirty. In a good way. “Yeah. If you want to.”

“Oh, I fucking want to,” Arrow rumbled. He met her gaze. “I’ve never done that with anyone before. You’ll be my first.”

Kara liked that. Oh, how she liked that. She grinned at him. “Can I move yet?”

Arrow took a deep breath. “Yeah, sweetheart. You can move. Do what you want. Whatever feels good.”

“I want you to feel good too,” she protested, as she shifted above him.

One brow rose. “I guarantee anything you do will make me feel good. I’m on a hair trigger here. Take me, Kara. I’m yours.”

The way he said that made pleasure bloom throughout her entire body. All Nolan had ever said, over and over, was that she was his. He owned her. He’d made it very clear she was there for his pleasure.

Arrow had turned that around. Claimed that he was hers.

It was a huge difference—and she loved it.

“If you’re mine, I’m yours too,” she whispered.

The intensity in his gaze went straight to her soul. He licked his lips and his breathing sped up as he stared at her. She felt his fingers at her hips, but he wasn’t forcing her to move. Was simply holding on, keeping her steady as she sat astride him.

She moved slowly at first, easing herself upward until only the crown of his cock was inside her, then she slid back down until he was once more buried as far as he could go. She repeated that several times, getting used to his size and girth.

His gaze fluctuated from her face to where they were joined. And Kara loved that he seemed just as concerned with her mental health as he was his own pleasure. It reinforced how good this man was. How lucky she was to have found him. Or to have been found by him, really.

Never in her life had she felt lucky, but she did now.

Her hips began to move faster, her boobs bouncing as she rode him harder, and now he included her chest in his gaze rotation. She felt beautiful for the first time in her life. Sexy. Strong. Whole.

The slap of their bodies coming together was loud in the room as her movements turned frantic, but it added to the sensuality of the moment.

“I’m close,” Arrow growled after several minutes.

Looking down, Kara saw his upper chest was blotchy red and his teeth were clenched. She rode him faster, loving the control she had over him.

“Kara! Fuck! Yes!”

His hips slammed upward and his fingers tightened on her hips, holding her in place as he exploded deep within her body.

Kara couldn’t stop smiling. Sex with this man was a completely new experience, and nothing about it compared to the violence she’d suffered in the not-so-distant past. He’d picked up all her pieces and put them back together. Her thighs shook as she held herself over him.

It took a hot second, but eventually his hips lowered back to the mattress, and he sighed. Then his eyes popped open, and he pinned her in place with the look on his face. He was still buried deep inside her, as he couldn’t slip out with her on top.