I ALWAYS KNEW my first time would hurt. I wasn’t quite expecting the intensity of it. But I also hadn’t expected to like it so much, for there to be so much pleasure mixed with the pain.
“Breathe,” Cade whispers. He feathers kisses along my forehead, my cheeks, my jaw as he coaxes himself inside me slowly.
My legs shake as I worry that I won’t be able to take him. I look between us, seeing there’s still so much of him left.
“Say the word and I’ll stop.”
I shake my head, my eyes burning from tears forming in my eyes. The tears might be from the pain, but I think it’s also knowing that I finally get this with the man I’ve loved for what seems like my entire life.
“No, please, don’t stop. Keep going.”
One of his hands drifts down my body until his thumb brushes over my clit. It sends ripples of pleasure down my body, distracting me from the pain of him fitting himself inside me.
“This next part might hurt, baby,” Cade starts, his thumb picking up pace against my clit. “But I promise to make you feel good, okay? It’ll hurt, but I’m going to worship that pretty pussy of yours the way it deserves.”
My hands find his back, my nails digging into the taut muscles. I’m ready, so ready. I grind my hips, a silent plea for him to do it.
Cade’s lips move from my mouth to my neck. He kisses my neck roughly, his teeth grazing my throat.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he mutters. “Your pussy is molding so perfectly to my cock. It knows my body belongs to yours and yours belongs to mine.”
He uses dirty words and the slight pain of his teeth on my skin to try and distract me from him breaking the last barrier between us.
Pain erupts through my body as he pushes through, breaking through the last thing that kept me from fully being his.
Now, I’m his in every single way.
I can’t help the tears that fall from my eyes as he slowly pushes all the way in. I don’t think they’re from the sting of him inside me. They’re from the sweet way he distracts me by switching between muttering sweet and dirty things in my ear.
“That’s it. God, you’re doing so good. You feel too fucking good, too fucking perfect for me.”
He moves his hips, pulling out before slowly pushing back inside.
“Faster,” I plead, my back slightly arching to try and fit him deeper.
The pain hasn’t gone away, it’s still there, but the thing I feel most is the pleasure from his thumb against my clit and the intimate way his lips travel over the hollow of my throat.
“Can you handle it?”
“Anything for you.”
He picks up pace, doing as I asked. I can feel myself stretch around him, my body doing its best to take as much of him as possible. I’ve never felt so connected with somebody in my entire life. I want to memorize the feel of his body in mine, to never forget what it feels like to join our bodies as one.
Cade props himself up with one hand, but the other cups my face gently. His fingers drift to the base of my neck as he rocks in and out of me. His face is so close I can’t see anything but him.
“You’re so tight.” He groans, his hips hitting my inner thighs as he thrusts inside me. “You doing okay, baby?”
“I’m perfect.”
“So goddamn perfect.”
I moan at his words. His hips still after he’s pushed as deep as he can go. He lets my body adjust to him.
Cade’s fingertips thread in the strands of my hair as he pulls our faces close together. I breathe in his air as he breathes in mine. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he mutters against my lips. We don’t kiss, but the way his lips move against mine with his words, it almost feels like we are. “You’re so perfect that you’ve ruined me for anyone else, Goldie.”
He thrusts in and out of me, his hips moving slowly but pushing deep.
“Cade.” I moan and he steals the sound from my lips. His tongue thrusts inside my mouth at the same time he buries his cock inside me. It’s like he’s trying to get back at me for ruining him. If he only knew it wasn’t necessary. I’ve been ruined for anyone else except Cade Jennings for as long as I can remember.
“Say my name like that again and I won’t be able to keep being gentle.” His forehead collapses against mine. I can tell that his entire body is coiled tight. He’s holding back. He doesn’t want to hurt me.
“I don’t want gentle.” I wiggle my hips to show him that the last thing I want is for him to hold back.
Cade groans. He pushes in and out of me once—hard. He watches me closely. The moan that comes from my lips isn’t one in agony, it’s from pure ecstasy.
This is the version of Cade I want. I don’t want the soft, muddled down version. I want the raw and unhinged one.
My hands find either side of his face, cupping his cheeks tenderly. “Please,” I beg.
He holds onto my face for dear life. His mouth fuses to mine, and then he does just as I ask. He sets a punishing rhythm with his hips. It isn’t fast, but it isn’t slow. It’s somewhere in the middle, a pace that makes my toes curl against my comforter. Cade grabs my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist. It allows him deeper, the sensations driving me wild.
The kiss is wild. It’s lips and tongues and teeth, both of us trying to get as much as we can from each other. I didn’t know if it’d feel good enough for an orgasm to build, but he pushes inside so perfectly that pressure begins to build between my legs.
“You going to come for me, baby?”
I moan against his mouth. I can’t form words as he brings me to the brink of an orgasm.
“Your pussy fits me so perfectly, takes me so greedily, that I’m going to come. But not until I feel your perfect cunt squeezing me. Not until I know I made you come first.”
His words send me over the edge. I scream, my hips bucking back and forth as the strongest orgasm rips through me. It feels like my entire body is lit with bliss as I ride out the orgasm.
“Fuck, yes, baby. Good girl, coming so hard you’re going to make me come.”
I’m breathless from the orgasm he gave me. My chest hits his as his tongue plunges into mine. I love that I can taste every single one of his moans as he unravels. His body tightens against mine as he rides out the waves of his release.
It takes both of us a moment to regain ourselves. We clutch each other, our bodies so intertwined I don’t know where his begins and where mine ends.
Cade sighs and pulls his face away from mine just enough to look me in the eyes. “Tell me it was as perfect for you as it was for me.”
