balls.
She cried out as though she were in pain, and he stilled his movements to appraise her. He felt it at that moment. The tightness of her passage gripping his cock. He had noticed when his fingers were inside of her, but he had not thought she would be so tight when he entered her. Surely she wasn’t a virgin? She couldn’t have been. The stories he’d heard of her partying ways indicated looser morals.
A tear slid from her eye down her cheek, landing on his hand just below her head. “I didn’t mean to scream like that,” she whispered, looking at him with worry.
“Isabella, I want the truth. Are you a virgin?” Speaking to her coherently while his cock was buried inside her was almost beyond his ability.
“Not anymore.” She smiled hesitantly. “Are you angry? That’s a stupid reason to be angry.” Her brows furrowed, and she looked as though she was warming herself up for a fight.
“No. I’m not angry. Just surprised.” He winced when she wiggled beneath him. The urge to thrust into her over and over again was becoming unbearable with each movement she made. “If you don’t stop moving like that, I won’t be able to be gentle.” He imagined she thought he was angry because he was gritting his teeth, but it had nothing to do with her confession.
“You assumed I wasn’t a virgin? Why?”
Not wanting to embark on the fight she seemed insistent on beginning, he reached between them and slowly began rubbing her clit. Within a few seconds, she no longer looked at him with such accusing eyes.
He leaned further down and flicked the nipple of her perky breast with the tip of his tongue, urging it to a taut peak before taking it into his mouth and sucking hard on it. “Oh!” she sighed.
His fingers moved more nimbly around her clit, and soon, her hips were arching off the bed, making his cock move within her. “There you go, that’s right. Fuck yourself with my cock.” He sounded desperate, even to himself. If he didn’t get to plow into her soon, he was going to explode before either of them found full pleasure.
Once he felt her sex begin to relax around his shaft, he stretched up her body and kissed her lips, taking in her moan when he pulled out and thrust back into her harder. She responded by pulling her legs back, opening herself more to him.
“Oh, fuck. I mean… damn… I mean… ah, God.” He wanted to laugh over her loss of control. Knowing he would need to address her foul mouth sooner or later, he chose later. When he could think straight again.
Her pussy clenched around him, pulling him into her, taking every inch of him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, but she wasn’t struggling to fight him off. When their eyes met, he saw nothing but lust and desire shining back at him. He pulled out again, lining up the head of his cock with her pussy. “I’m not sure I can be very gentle.” He’d never had to be gentle. All of the women he bedded knew him as a rough lover, and they all came back for another ride. But she was his wife. He needed to be respectful and careful with her.
“Then don’t be. I’m not a damn piece of glass. I won’t break.” Her retort pushed him over the edge. He plowed into her hard, taking her cry into his mouth when he slammed his lips over hers. Her moans and grunts were like a beautiful melody playing in his mind.
Her fingernails dragged down his arms, and she was arching up to him, wanting more. “Fuck.” She groaned again and didn’t apologize.
Feeling his balls begin to tighten, he started to fondle her clit once more. “Come for me, Isabella, come for your husband.” He sank into her as far as her body would allow and pulled back only to thrust forward harder again.
She unraveled in his arms. She screamed out her orgasm, and another string of curses flew out of her mouth. The tight contractions of her pussy around his cock dragged him to a point from which he couldn’t return, and he found his own release. He released his own