Page 68 of A Little Bit Uncertain

“Nonsense.” I sat up and brought my hand up to gently circle her sensitive clit with my thumb. Between the orgasm and her arousal, she couldn’t have been wetter, so I just needed her to relax. That did the trick, and inch by inch, I worked my way inside with tiny strokes. “Take a breath, Audra.” I had to remind her because she was holding it. Finally, she breathed in, and on the exhale, I buried myself deep in her warm, wet, cunt. My head tipped back to the sky as I registered how perfect she felt. For weeks, I’d been anticipating, dreaming, and aching for this moment. I don’t know if I’d ever been with someone who was as snug of a fit as she, which was a dangerous surprise. I’d never want to stop dipping in.

After giving both of us a bit of time to adjust, I managed to speak. “You good?” I asked in a strained voice. It was taking every fiber of my being not to pull out and slam back in.

“So good. No running shoes in sight,” she said, and I smiled. I started to move slowly and deliberately, getting her used to the size, and her body adjusted around me. “Donovan, fuck. You’re touching parts of me I never knew existed, and it feels incredible,” she gasped.

Her words made me forget why I was holding back. I started moving quicker, and she met me every time. Before I knew it, I was pounding her. I held her legs in my elbows to pull them apart as far as they could go, I put them on my shoulders, I squeezed them together, and I let her wrap them around me as I just kept fucking this woman. The phrase screwed six ways to Sunday crossed my mind. We were sweating as I sat up, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and flipped her so she was on all fours. I knew I could hit her even deeper from this angle. On her own accord, she lowered her shoulders onto the bed, and her ass was up in the air like a fucking offering. Spreading her open, I wanted to watch my dick disappear into her. We were out of control, making up for every moment we had denied ourselves, and then some. I was railing her so hard my balls were slamming her goddamn clit. With every thrust, she pushed back on me with even more force.

“Harder Donovan,” she cried out. “I need you to fuck me harder.”

Jesus Christ. I didn’t know how much harder I could go without putting her head through the fucking wall. Tightly gripping her hips, I drove into her like it was my last day on Earth. There was a good chance she would have bruises. Her moans quickly got louder and louder, and I knew she was getting close. Then I felt her insides grab my cock like a vise and try to hold on to it as she shouted in ecstasy. Her whole body convulsed, but she kept trying to push back on me so I could finish, too. I lasted three more pumps before a guttural sound left my mouth, and I unloaded. Fucking hell, that was primal. I felt like an animal with how I had just rutted into this fucking woman.

I was completely out of breath, which was a feat because I worked out hard almost every damn day. With her hips still in my hands, she looked over her shoulder at me with a giant grin on her face, and playfully shook her ass with me still inside her. My finger traced down her spine before I squeezed her and gently pulled out, knotting the condom and putting it in the garbage bin beside the bed. Then I snatched her in my arms and collapsed onto the bed, both of us still panting.

She spoke first. “Can I just say that I guessed sex with you was going to be mind-blowing based on how we’ve been kissing, but you just fried my God damn brain. I think I’m ruined, Donovan. Or should I just start calling you Magnum?”

I laughed again. “I mean, if you’re asking if you can brag about the size of my dick, be my guest.”

She scooted out of bed to use the washroom, curled back up right next to my face again, and kissed me.

“Thank you for … I don’t know. The best two orgasms I’ve ever had in my whole damn life,” I could hear the smile in her voice.

Holding her in my arms, I stroked her back up and down.

“Ah, Chaos, I should be the one thanking you for tonight. Burn the running shoes, beautiful. Let’s do this every night.”

“I like the way you think, Wright. I like it a whole lot. Almost as much as I like this cloud bed.” She smiled her crinkle-nose smile at me, and in that moment, everything in the world felt like it had clicked into place. I wasn’t dumb enough to believe that whatever had been holding her back had suddenly vanished, but I hoped that what just happened between us might open the door for her to trust me with it so we could finally move forward. When it was silent, her breathing evened out quickly, and she fell out. Pulling her even closer, I drifted off with her in my arms, excited that we were getting on a plane in a few hours.

“Not as much as I like having you in it,” I whispered into her sleeping ear as I kissed the top of her hair. “Not nearly as much as that.”