“Nothing beautiful is obtained without a little pain,” I tell him.
“You’re fucking perfect. So damn perfect it hurts, Liri. You make me want to claw out my heart and beat it with a hammer.”
“Sounds romantic.” I lean up and kiss him, but he takes control. He forces my legs apart and lines the head of his cock up with my tight slit. My body welcomes the intrusion as he presses further inside me. I inhale a sharp breath when he abruptly stops his advance.
“You okay?”
“I’m good.” It’s uncomfortable and feels as though he is going to rip me open, but I welcome the pain. I’ve never wanted anything more than to experience this with Killian.
“You have no idea how good you feel wrapped so tight around me. I’ve never done this without a barrier—a condom between me and the other person.” His words melt me. I’ve found the one thing no other girl has ever gotten from him. This is mine. No one can take that away from me.
“See…this is special to me…to us. It’s the one thing you can give me you haven’t given anyone else, Killian.” His lips curve into a dopey grin, and I believe he enjoys the thought as much as I do.
I hold his gaze as he pulls out then pushes back in harder, and the pain that I feel is unlike anything else because it hurts so good. There’s the pain of the intrusion of him pressing inside me, but the good comes from the love we share. My arms go around his neck and my legs hook around his waist and we stay that way for what feels like an eternity as he kisses the tears that escaped down my cheek away. My body stretches around him, accepting him fully.
“Does it hurt?”
“Not anymore.” I rotate my hips, urging him to move. I feel full and stretched and think if he starts to move it will dull the ache between my thighs.
“I’m going to start moving again.”
“Okay,” I whisper with stars dancing in my eyes. I feel desired.
A shutter ripples through his body and he starts to thrust in and out.
“God, baby. I never dreamed anything could feel like this. Not with anyone but I’m glad it’s you. Only you. I wouldn’t want to share this with anyone else,” he promises, and I lift my hips.
I love you hangs on the tip of my tongue, but I am afraid if I say the words it will somehow break the spell and scare him away. I bite my lip and cry out as he moves faster.
“I don’t think I can stop,” he murmurs in my ear.
“So don’t. I trust you, Killian.”
You shouldn’t,” he says then he kisses me.
Our bodies move together, and I don’t think there has ever been anything more beautiful or two people who have ever fit together more perfect than we do.
**
I laugh. It’s been about an hour since we made love and Killian has been overly sweet and gentle with me. After we took a shower we realized we didn’t have any towels. We stood in the shower together, teeth chattering for a few minutes before he dashed to the bedroom and fetched me one of his t-shirts to use as a towel.
“We forgot to get a blanket.”
Killian scowls. “We’re not doing a very good job at this whole adult thing are we?”
“It doesn’t matter. You make me happy. “
“Are you cold?”
“Only a little.”
Killian rolls off our pitiful air mattress.
“Where are you going?”
“To get you a blanket.”