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“You’re so impatient, Princess,” Shane murmured.
“Don’t you think we’ve waited enough?” I asked.
He doesn’t answer me but his fingers do. I raise myself up so his fingers can get in between my legs. He doesn’t hurry either, his fingers pinch the inner fat of my thigh and I groan. His eyes lit up as he took his time touching me, as if his flesh on mine made him a new man. As if it were a new thing, a new sensation he hasn’t felt before.
“Damn it, Shane. If you’re not going to fuck me, I need you to touch me.”
“Touch you?” Shane asked teasingly. His fingers poked my sensitive core and I jerked.
“You’re a tease,” I pouted. Shane leaned in.
“I did what you wanted, didn’t I?” Shane asked. His breath was on my cheek and a delicious shiver slid up my spine.
“You know what I want.”
“Do I?” Shane asked. “How rude of you to presume that I know everything.”
“Shane!”
“Tell me, Princess. What do you want?” Shane asked. His voice was the opposite of mine. It was calm and in control. Where my breathing was choppy and gave way to what I was feeling. He wasn’t going to budge.
“I want you to put your fingers…”
“Yes?” He asked.
“Inside of me,” I said quietly.
“I didn’t hear you.”
Oh, the bastard. He was loving every minute of this. I wasn’t going to give him the shy girl he was enjoying pushing around. No. To hell with it.
“I want you to bring me to edge of pleasure with your fingers.”
His eyes darkened and without another word, his fingers pressed were inside of me. I arched my back, my breasts in his face as I dropped my head back. This feeling was everything and yet not what I needed. More, more, more. He growled as I lowered myself the rest of the way.
“That’s a good girl. You’re a fucking Goddess, Adea. Do you know that?”
I gasp, my mouth hanging open as he pushes inside of me. I feel the pinch of pain but I don’t let it stop me, I welcome it. I twirl my hips and his fingers curl and I can’t help the moans that fall from my lips as a deliciously sweet feeling washes over me. I twirl my hips again as I try to chase that feeling.
“Look at you,” Shane growls. “Fucking look at you.”
His fingers start to move and my breathing speeds up and I lift my hands to my chest. When my fingers brush against my nipples I cry out. I don’t know what I’m doing but I bring my fingers to my breasts. As the speed of his fingers speeds up as they thrust up into my core I knead my nubs. I twist the hardened peaks between my fingers and I don’t miss the way that Shane lets out a low growl. Whatever I’m doing is affecting him, touching myself is…pleasing him. So I keep doing it.
“Oh, Princess. You’re beautiful,” he groans as I clench around him. “That’s it, that’s it,” he coos as wave after wave of my orgasm washes over me.
“Oh, Shane. Oh, Shane,” I whimper.
His hand is on my chest, in the middle of my breasts, and slowly he pushes me until I am flat on my back on the bed. My chest rises and falls as I try to catch my breath. Shane stands to his feet and I watch as he pulls down his pants. I’m breathless as he crawls over me.
“Do you know how long I’ve thought of this very moment? Do you know how many times I’ve thought of taking you, claiming you?” Shane asked.
His arm holds him up while he stares down at me. His hair hangs around his face and he lowers his hand. I watch as he makes his way down his muscular biceps, his chiseled abdomen, and as it dips down. Down, down, down lower. He’s hard and long, and I forget how to breathe. We’ve played around but now that we’re about to do it. How is that going to fit inside of me? Goddess, I didn’t think it would be that large. On top of that, his girth is… I reach out and wrap my hand around him. My hand doesn’t wrap all the way around and my fingers don’t touch. My jaw drops and when I raise my eyes to look at him he’s smirking down at me. I want to wipe it off his face. Before I can, his eyes lower and his gaze locks on the space between us.
“I’ve prepared you, Princess, but this is going to hurt. I’m not being cocky when I say I’ve been told that I’m larger than most. This will hurt.”
“Will it feel good?” I asked quietly.
“Yes… eventually, I promise.”
“Will you go slow?”
“For you, yes. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. The pain will turn into pleasure, and your body will mold to mine, but I won’t lie to you.”
I swallow. I don’t know what to say to that but I don’t let myself fall into despair or worry. I widen my legs for him and look up at me.
“That’s my girl,” Shane coos. “I’m here. You can grip my arms, my neck, anywhere. Squeeze hard, you won’t hurt me.” I nod my head. “Words, Princess. I need your words.”
“Yes. I still want this. I still want you.”
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