With Dom watching me so closely, his intensity surrounding me, I knew I was safe.
Safe and comfortable. That was what I’d always wanted. Even though the trust was broken, I was starting to believe it could be fixed, especially when he looked at me like that.
“I can’t thrust that high, handsome. I need you to lower yourself onto me,” he groaned as he tugged my ass cheek again.
The second I dropped my hips, I cried out as he edged inside my body. My eyes widened at how big he was. Even though he had fingered me, nothing could prepare me for his size.
Desire burned inside me as his presence grew stronger.
“Harry, you’re gonna need to roll your hips for me.”
I went gently at first. Rising and falling, my knees aching, but the feeling of him filling me, deeper, harder, washed all other sensations away.
“You’re incredible.” Dom moaned as I slipped down, releasing my ass. “I want to stroke your cock but it’s… ah… it’s just too much.”
He clutched my hip as my confidence increased, using the headboard to help me. “I’m sorry, handsome. You’re driving me fucking crazy. I need to move.”
The bed creaked as Dom adjusted himself, and I yelled as he tugged me down. A single thud pounded as pleasure ripped through my body.
“Dom—” was all I could say before he lifted me the barest few inches, before slamming into me.
My mind suddenly vanished as he picked up speed, and he sank further with every thrust. Until I finally moved, dragging myself up by the headboard, then releasing my weight to crash down onto his cock and shake everything around us.
Need burned in me, because I wanted all of Dom. Not just his heart; I needed his body to be mine as well.
I loved watching him in the gap between my arms, sweat beading on his brow, moaning as I found the rhythm and we joined together.
“How are you doing?” he asked.
“It’s… you’re…” I could barely speak.
The grin that made me fall in love with him in the first place spread his lips as he stretched his neck to kiss me.
“Go on,” he encouraged me. “Say it.”
“You’re so big.”
He laughed as he thrust into me again, but it was so much already.
“I can’t…” I trailed off, “Dom, I can’t hold on…”
“It’s fine. I’ve got you, handsome. Fuck,” he said, his eyes rolling. “You’re so fucking tight, Harry. How does it feel to take your first cock?”
I slowed down, both of us watching each other as we gasped. The ups and downs had us both melting. I could see it in the way he was collapsing under me, losing himself because of me.
Every time I wanted to reply, he would thrust, stealing my breath with one move.
“It's good, isn't it?”
I nodded, feeling so strong with him inside me. Like when I sucked him off and I knew I could make him do anything.
Or, I thought it was. Until his fingers dug firmly into my hips, and he thrust so hard that my vision went white.
I cried out, my throat stinging as the whole bed shook. He pressed so deeply that I thought I woulddissolve.
“Oh, you liked that, didn’t you?” he hummed.
“Dom…” I was coming apart. My head dipped, my shocked expression meeting his soft eyes as he went faster. “Dom… Dom, it's—”