My begging definitely pleased him, because he slanted his lips over my mouth and began kissing me fervently. His kiss was uniquely his, demanding, punishing, and brutal. He bit my bottom lip and murmured, “Good girl.”
I could feel my climax climbing, but when he started using his thumb pad to rub little circles into my clit while forcing fingers into my tight center, I came harder than I ever had. I panted and moaned, grinding down on him. Delicious wave upon wave of pure ecstasy coursed through me and consumed my whole being.
Suddenly, I was boneless, floating, and so satisfied. My mind disassociated for a moment, sinking into the feeling of release. I didn’t even notice that Cade had stood and fully undressed. The bed dipped as he sank down between my spread legs.
Realization dawned on me; he was going to have sex with me now.
I watched him pump his fist up and down his long, smooth shaft, before he lined the head up with my center. His chin tilted up as he locked dark, hungry eyes with mine.
“This is going to hurt Rowan. Breathe through it. I’ll give you some time to adjust, but not much. I promise you can take what I give you. Do you still want this?”
I nodded, bracing myself and grabbing a fistful of sheets. When he notched himself at my entrance and surged forward, I held my breath, whimpering through the sharp stinging pop of his cock ripping through my hymen.
Similar to the way Cade had played with my nipples, there was a dichotomy between pain and pleasure once he fully sheathed himself in my core. He stilled inside me, purring again to take the edge off.
“Breathe in and out. Look at me. Are you okay?”
I nodded, trying to even out my breathing. He waited for me to take a few deep breaths and acclimate. I could tell he was exercising all of his self-restraint not to fuck me hard and fast. His hands balled into tight fists, his veins popped through his thick forearms, and his muscles flexed, eager to move.
I had no illusions that Cade was gentle, but I was grateful for the restraint he showed me. He seemed almost… concerned, maybe even tender? The sting and burn had partially subsided as my breathing evened out, so I moved my hips tentatively, gasping at the feeling of his shaft gliding inside of my walls.
“I’m gonna move faster now.”
He started slow at first, sliding himself in and out of me with long strokes. Despite being soaked and prepped, his dick stretched me past the point of comfort. He shifted his hips and changed the angle of his cock, and suddenly it was hitting a place deep inside me that felt like heaven. I moaned, throwing my head back.
He was right; dick was one thousand times better than fingers.
While sex was still mildly uncomfortable, it eventually melded with pleasure, heightening the experience. I wrapped my legs around his waist as Cade reached between us, rubbing circles on my sensitive bundle of nerves, making my orgasm bloom. He picked up the pace of his hips, and pretty soon he was fucking me like I knew he would, with hard punishing strokes.His muscles bunched and contracted, and sweat dripped from his sun-kissed skin.
He was everywhere.
Cade’s mouth sucked and bit trails across my body. He buried his cock in the deepest recesses of me. His scent surrounded me, suffocating my lungs, while his arms and body caged me in a prison of pure desire and lust.
I couldn’t think; I couldn’t move.
All I could do was take it.
At that moment, he possessed every part of me.
“Good Girl Rowan,” he said, praising me. “Does your body like being owned by me?”
The response I tried to form came out garbled. I couldn’t speak while he was moving like that. It felt too good. All I could manage was to moan “mhmmm” as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
“Oh my God, Cade,” I chanted as my orgasm climbed.
Suddenly he pulled his dick out, leaving nothing but the head, and stopped moving just as I was about to cum!
“Why did you stop?!” I snapped, frustrated and panting.
Cade smirked at me, grinding his hips in little circles, but refraining from pushing into me any deeper. I could tell he was about to say something bossy and controlling, as usual.
“You were about to cum, but you didn’t say please. Ask me nicely, Baby.”
Wanting to throw something at him in frustration, I tried to push my hips up to meet his, but he pulled back, still hovering atmy entrance. I groaned with aggravation. What an asshole! My body had been so close to release.
My pussy didn’t care about my pride; it really needed to orgasm. So I begged, saying “sir,” “please," and all of Cade’s other favorite words that he loved to hear spill from my lips.
He rewarded me by surging his dick inside my heat, hard and to the hilt.