I sat up and took his length into my hand, stroking him slowly. He dug his head back against the pillow, teeth chattering as I took him into me one inch at a time—
“Breathe,” I whispered, feeling his heart hammer against my hands as they pressed against his chest. Sometimes, Hunter was on a hair trigger, and it looked like it physically hurt him to hold back. Not for the first time, I wondered just how it might be like to feel him unleash himself on me the way he itched to do because, while he was rough as hell, I was aware as ever he was still holding back from totally wrecking me.
He groaned as I moved slowly, barely breathing as I stretched around him. It always took a bit to get used to him.
“Skye,” he groaned. “Fuck, you feel so good…”
I winced, breathing calmly through the pain as I tried my damn hardest to get used to his size. He watched me in the dark, that smile faint. “You like when I hurt,” I accused him just then, biting back a pained groan. “Admit it.”
“I like it,” he admitted straightaway. “I love breaking you in. I can’t get enough of you.”
“You’re vicious.”
“Yeah.”
“And cruel.”
“That, too.”
The second he was all the way inside me, his arms came around me, tugging me back down so my chest was flat against his.
“You ready?” he asked on a pant. “I can still hold back if you tell me no—”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
His chest vibrated with laughter. “You want to unleash that savage, Skye?”
“Maybe.”
He went quiet suddenly, his breaths quickening. “Not yet.”
“When?”
He kissed me lightly. “When I’ve lost to him, that’s when.”
Before I could respond, he held me tight as he raised his hips and fucked me roughly against him, mouth hard on mine. He devoured my sounds, swallowed my every breath as I came apart around him.
Fuck yeah.
There was nothing like this feeling.
This man was made for me.
The dark smirk he gave me when all was said and fucked told me he knew exactly what my thoughts were. I buried my face in his chest and fell asleep in his arms, asking myself once again, in that itty-bitty voice I drowned out:What am I doing?