And I meant it. She was beyond incredible.
36
KANDY
It was about to happen.
The moment we’d both been waiting for. Cane had already come, but somehow, he was still hard. He fisted his semi-stiff cock and stroked it in my face for a short while before ordering me to get back on the bed.
I stood and turned around to climb on top of it.
“Lie back and get comfortable.”
I did my best, but none of this was really comfortable for me. It was all so new. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. Really, really happening.
My biggest fear was that it would hurt. I looked at the size of him and knew it would be painful, but Frankie had told me it only hurt in the beginning. Maybe for like two or three minutes. She said after that, it got better, and now she loved sex. I hoped she was telling the truth. I hoped I’d love sex, too.
The candles flickered, the gold glow enhancing the dips and curves of his sculpted body. Cane was completely naked, and he looked absolutely delicious. I wanted to lick him from head to toe, trace his tattoos with my tongue and then take his cock into my mouth again, just for the hell of it. Yes, he looked that amazing.
“You’re sure you’re still on birth control?” he asked, stepping to the right side of the bed.
“Yes, Cane. I wouldn’t lie to you. The pack is in my bag, if you want to check.”
“No. It’s fine.” He scanned my naked body twice, from head to toe. “I believe you.” He got on the bed and was between my legs before I could blink again. He leaned forward, resting his elbow outside my head, while his other hand pushed one of my legs up so my knee was almost touching my chest. “I only ask because I need to fuck you raw. I want to feel how wet you are, and how tight your pussy can get around me.”
I nodded, but when I felt his cock poking at my entrance, I tensed up and pressed a hand to his shoulder.
“You’re so big, Cane,” I whimpered. “I’m scared it’ll hurt.”
“It will,” he stated blatantly. His expression was sympathetic. He brought a hand up to cup the back of my neck, while his thumb stroked the apple of my cheek. “I won’t lie to you and say it won’t, though I’m sure that’s what you want to hear. I’m a man, Kandy, and you’re a girl who hasn’t even been broken in yet. You’re so tight down there that you’ll have no choice but to bleed a little while I’m inside you.”
I winced and my eyes burned. I wasn’t fond of pain.
“We don’t have to,” he murmured, his face serious again. “I can work you up to it a little more before this happens. I don’t want to rush you—”
“No.” I pulled him closer—so close his lips were almost touching mine. I could feel his heartbeat through my chest. “I know it will hurt, but I want to get it over with, and I want you. Now. We won’t have another chance like this.”
He let out a measured breath. “I want to give you what you want but, Kandy…you look fucking terrified.”
“I’m not.” I shook my head hard, but I wasn’t even sure if I believed myself. “Just a little nervous, but I’ll be okay. I promise.”
His lips smashed together, and he stared at me like I knew he would—like he didn’t believe me.
“I want it,” I assured him, and his eyes hardened. The hand he had around the back of my neck tightened.
“I’ll take it slow,” he responded.
I nodded and held him just as tight.
“Watch my eyes,” he breathed. “Just look at me. Don’t think about the pain. Think about how it’ll feel when you’re past that point and finally have what you’ve always wanted.”
“What’s that?” I whispered.
He placed a kiss on my upper lip. “Me inside of you.”
37
CANE
Crazy. That’s what this was.
Fucking crazy.
This girl. This moment. My chest felt so fucking tight, my heart slamming against my ribcage, but my balls were even tighter.
I held the back of her neck and watched her warm eyes. She was so anxious, her eyes filled with too much worry. She had every right to be nervous. Maybe I was a little too big for her. Maybe she’d bleed more than she was supposed to. I’d never taken a woman’s virginity before, so breaking her in and loosening her up was going to require double the work.
But this was Kandy.
My Kandy. My baby.
And as my baby, I knew I had to take care of her.
“Ready?” I asked, shifting my hips upward.
She nodded way too quickly, which proved she wasn’t ready for it, but rather ready to get it over with. “It’s okay,” I murmured.