face twisted into an expression of pain.
Shock washed over him as hard and cold as an actual wave from the ocean would have. “What the—”
He couldn’t finish his sentence because the woman he was still inside shoved her fingers against his mouth. She shook her head. Her eyes were lethal as they bored into his.
“Do. Not. Stop. I mean it. I’m a grown woman. A consenting adult. I want this. So show me those gold-medal skills. Now.”
Her walls throbbed around him. He was so turned on that he could hardly fucking breathe. And he was outright terrified.
He wasn’t just giving this obviously wounded woman a quick fuck on the beach to make her feel better like he’d thought. She was giving him, a complete stranger, her virginity.
What the hell did that say about her? Before he could voice these concerns, she kissed him hard and deep on the mouth and he returned her enthusiasm. Lashing his tongue against hers, his hips set a steady rhythm he hoped they could both handle.
He wanted to be perfect for her even more now. Wanted to imprint himself inside her so no other man would ever be able to measure up. What the hell did that say about him ?
He gripped her hard—too hard, probably—but she deepened the kiss, so he didn’t let go. Licking her neck, he made his way south. He let his teeth graze the exposed swells of her breasts. She moaned louder.
Oh yeah. He was going to make her scream. Damn, he wished he’d told her his name so she would have something to scream. There’d be time for that. This was just to take the edge off. He’d break her in and spend the rest of the summer inside her if she was willing.
When her tight walls began to grip and clench him hard and fast, he lowered his mouth even more. Using his chin to maneuver the fabric out of his way, he licked and sucked until he found a nipple. He pulled it between his teeth and she writhed beneath him. Grinding himself harder into her, he went in search of the other nipple. When he found it, she arched so hard off the ground that she almost bucked him off her. Her fingers dug deep into his back and shoulders.
“Easy, baby.” He kissed his way back up her throat and whispered in her ear. “If I’d known I was the first, I would’ve tasted that sweet, virgin pussy.”
She came so hard that he felt every convulsion, inside and out. She rocked and jerked and shuddered to the point that he would’ve thought she was seizing out on him if he couldn’t feel her pleasure around his cock.
Her breathy sounds filled his head, even drowning out the ocean beside them. Combined with the aggressive assault her walls were launching on his dick, it was too much. He let go and spiraled out into ecstasy right along with her.
When they both came back to Earth, he was sprawled across her and panting. He’d been with his fair share of women. Maybe a few other guys’ shares, too. Never a virgin though, and never one who had owned him so completely. Somehow this woman had made him forget himself—allowing him only to focus every ounce of his attention on her. If he could’ve thought straight, he might’ve been concerned.
“Thank you,” she said quietly from underneath him.
He slid out of her, and her body gently rocked against him. A small whimper escaped her throat. Jesus. The sound nearly made him hard all over again.
“You’re welcome, beautiful.” He brushed his mouth against hers and sat up. “And thank you right back.”
After pulling the condom off, he pinched it with two fingers and set it aside. Once he’d zipped up and put his shirt back on, he watched as she sat up and drew her knees to her chest. It was like that last half hour hadn’t happened and she was right back to where he’d found her. Except that she wasn’t. He’d changed her. Hell, what they’d done had changed them both.
“Hey.” He knelt down so he could look her in the eyes. She tried to look away, but he placed a finger under her chin and turned her face to his.