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“I’m clean. Already tested,” he says quickly. “I need you to look at me, Kitty Kat. This may hurt a bit, okay?”
I nod and stare into his blue eyes, trying not to let fear overwhelm me. “I’m ready.”
Bryce reaches down and lines himself up with my entrance. My breath catches as he enters me. He moves slowly, but I still feel like I’m being stretched apart and split in two. When he pushes further in, I feel a burning sensation. Bryce stops for a moment and leans down to capture my lips in his.
Without warning, he quickly thrusts into me, causing a searing pain to tear through. I whimper, and Bryce hisses. He stops moving and watches me, making sure I’m all right.
“Are you okay?” His voice is full of concern. “I’m so sorry. Please tell me you’re okay, baby.”
“Y-yes.” My hands begin to shake. “I’m okay.”
“I promise I’ll be gentle.” Bryce moves gently inside me. With each push and pull of his cock, my pussy becomes more accepting of him. Eventually, we begin to move together as one. I moan, wrapping my arms around him tighter. I need Bryce to fill every inch of me.
“Fuck, baby. You’re incredibly tight. So very warm and tight.” He closes his eyes, trying to keep himself from finding his release so soon. His breathing grows heavier and faster with each passing second.
The sensations that come with each thrust cause an intense warming inside me. His mouth crashes down on mine, his kiss rough with passion and endless heat. Between the kissing and the building inside of me, my body trembles.
“Bryce, I’m going to come again.” I breathe out.
“Sweetheart, I want you to explode around my cock. Let me feel you come on me.” Bryce pants, smiling through the sweat beading down his face.
Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, finding the friction I need against my clit. He moves deeper and deeper inside of me.
I let out a groan as I can feel myself nearing a peak. My toes curl and my mouth opens, but no sound comes out. My walls clench around him, and my vision goes white when my orgasm comes at me hard. I scream out his name, riding the wave of pleasure. Bryce isn’t far behind as he thrusts harder. He groans out, coming inside me while leaning his head against my neck.
We’re both breathing fast and heavy. He strokes my face and peppers it with kisses.
“Are you okay, baby?” Bryce asks, regarding me seriously.
“More than okay.” At that moment, I want to tell him I’m absolutely in love with him. More now than ever. Bryce just gave me something so incredibly special, it made my heart soar. But I say nothing. I just can’t say it. “Thank you.”
He grabs my face with his hands and meets my gaze Bryce’s eyes show an intensity I’ve never seen from him before. He opens his mouth like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. Instead, his lips find mine and he kisses me again.
I can feel him soften inside me. He slowly pulls out. Instantly, I feel the loss, but he stays hovering over me. After a few minutes, he shifts up onto his knees.
“Stay right there. I’ll be right back.” Bryce walks into the bathroom, and I hear the water start running.
He comes back with a washcloth and gently cleans me up. He throws the towel in the nearby hamper, then makes his way out to the rest of the apartment to blow out the candles. A minute later, he returns to the bed. I help him pull the covers down and we both climb in.
We lay on our sides, facing each other. He hooks his legs between mine and pulls me into his chest. We lose ourselves in each other. Our eyes try to convey everything we’re feeling, everything we aren’t saying. His hand brushes my hair away from my face.
My heart is beating hard. Not because we made love or that it was my first time, but because this man absolutely holds my heart in his hand. He’s my everything. My heart belongs to him.
Chapter 18
Katrina
February fourteenth.Valentine’s Day. A day I’ve never celebrated before. Sure, when I was little, my dad would bring my mom a dozen roses and a single rose for me, but outside of that? Nope.
This year is different, though. I have someone to celebrate it with, someone who captures every inch of my heart. Bryce is worth breaking my anti-Valentine’s Day streak for. Plus, I have something special planned for him.
We’ve already decided not to go out. He says he’s going to come home and cook us an amazing Valentine’s Day dinner instead. Thing is, I’m already planning on cooking it for him. A caprese stuffed chicken with roasted vegetables. He’ll be home around six, so I have to get to the store and pick up what I need so I can bring everything to his apartment.
Once I’m sure I’m free from being discovered by Bryce, I head to the store I know I can shop in and not stress myself into a panic attack. As I’m walking down the aisles, I’m completely in a daze. My mind thinks back to the past couple of weeks; all the time we’ve spent together, all the moments we’ve shared, all the love we’ve made. I’ve never been happier. It feels like I’m walking on cloud nine every minute of the day.
Like today, for example. I’m wandering around the grocery store with an empty cart. I’ve been meandering the aisles in a dreamlike state. This morning, I woke up to roses next to my side of Bryce’s bed. He also had my favorite steaming hot latte waiting for me on the kitchen counter. Like I said, dream state.
I drop the food off at his apartment and run down to mine and get his gifts. His first gift is a wooden organizer for all of his little electronic things. His phone, watch, and iPad. He’s always leaving them everywhere around the apartment. We usually spend at least half an hour trying to find them all. Makes for a fun morning of finders keepers.