thrust forward and ripped a moan from her throat.
He stopped, concern wrinkling his brow. He was a large man and her cunt was so damned tight it was about to strangle him. Before, he would have powered through until her body adjusted to his length and width. Now. Now she was pregnant. He stilled. “Am I hurting you?”
She gave a snort that turned into a strangled gasp when he swiveled his hips to pull out and sink back inside her. “Hurt?” She gave a little growl that made him smile. “The only way you can hurt me is if you stop.”
In spite of Julie’s eagerness, in spite of how wet and seemingly ready she was, she sensed his restraint, his knowledge of just how big he was and how easily he could hurt her. But she knew he wouldn’t. She knew he would control every move he made, protecting her from pain and giving her only pleasure, freeing her mind to relax and her body to let go.
His face still wearing a worried frown, he started to move, watching her for any sign that he was hurting her. He took her with smooth, steady thrusts, which released tiny quivers of excitement inside her. Her pussy seemed to melt as the heat of his cock took her. He moved slowly, building her need incrementally, and she clutched the sheets in her hands. When he pressed her legs forward, still holding her ankles as he bent her knees, opening her so wide, she moaned. He pressed, deeper, faster, until the spark inside her caught fire. Still she felt his muscles clenching with the effort it took to hold himself back.
“More,” she said breathlessly. “More.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he growled, his jaw clenched.
“You won’t. Just please… please…”
On the next stroke, she rocked her hips up hard to meet his, and the next one, and the next...
“Easy, baby… take it easy…”
“No!” she said pushing herself against him as hard as she could. “Rafe, please. I want it, I want you.”
That was the moment his control snapped.
He let go of her ankles and collapsed on his elbows, holding himself above her. His cock pulsed with his desire. Slipping his arm beneath her, he buried his face against her neck and fell into a hot intense rhythm as his cock pulsed with need. She was so ready for him that there was no discomfort at all, only pleasure. For a few tense seconds the world seemed to contract around her, spinning tighter and tighter until… her universe imploded around her. Her reality snapped and she was flying into the stars.
Like a molten edge of the sun, a scorching sensation swept through her. She gasped and gripped his shoulders, arching up to meet him.
She felt a jolt of something zip through her. It was more than excitement, more than sexual tension. It almost felt like a bonding of some sort.
“Rafe?” Her voice quivered as she whispered his name.
He groaned her name against her throat. “Julie.”
He fell into her with deeper, more powerful thrusts. His cock hardened as his orgasm claimed him. She could feel his as surely as she felt her own. She wrapped her legs around him as best she could, pulling him to her tightly. Energy and light seemed to flow out of each of them and then rushed back through them, making them gasp.
Rafe lay over her for several moments, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her skin before raising his head. Her face held the same expression of awe. He pushed the hair from her face then kissed her lips, her cheek, her forehead. “You are incredible.”
She gave him a smile that said she thought he was too. It made him grin and his heart ache almost. Pulling her into his arms, he rolled to his side. She curled against him but that wasn’t enough. He took her leg and draped it over his thighs, caressing the soft flesh in long, soothing strokes. In a few moments, she was asleep. Closing his eyes, he did the same, pushing the worries rattling inside his head away. Time enough for that tomorrow.
CHAPTER
SIX
WHEN JULIE WOKE up the next morning, it was
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