Page 60 of Sinful as They Come (Sinful Trilogy #1)

I held my cock at the base, my fingers tight around me.

Zeroing in on Holly’s pussy for a second, I ran my swollen tip up and down her slit, not entering her just yet.

I toyed with her, pressing my tip up against her clit before I looked back at her face.

She was whining and whimpering, her eyes half shut.

“Feels so nice,” she whispered.

“I know, baby. That sweet, little clit is so sensitive, isn’t it?”

“Mm. Yeah.”

I played with her clit some more, coating the head of my cock in her juices before I pumped my length three times. Then I aimed the swollen tip at her entrance. I needed to make sure one more time before I moved any further.

“You really want this, honey?” I asked, using my free hand to softly grasp her chin again. “You really want me like this?”

“I want it so bad,” she whined. “Please. I’m ready… So ready for you… I keep thinking about it… Please, please, please.”

“Alright, baby.” I pecked her lips. “Gonna give it to you now. Gonna push into you nice and slow, but you tell me if it hurts, alright? All you gotta do is say the word, and I’ll stop straight away. I promise. Okay?”

“Okay.” She smiled, her shaky hands landing on my shoulders.

Holly wanted the fairytale. She had probably imagined her first time a million times before, and I was certain most of those fantasies never involved me.

I bet she mapped it all out in her head: the soft music and the candles and the rose petals, all that romantic stuff.

Fuck, I should have brought candles with me.

Should have kept a stock in my car the second she told me she wanted to be mine.

I knew I was far from Prince Charming, but I could make it good for her, make it special.

All soft and slow and gentle. Make it a night she remembered with a happy sigh instead of even the tiniest bit of regret.

Maybe I couldn’t give her the fairytale she’d always dreamt of, but I’d still treat her with careful hands .

I kept my eyes on her as I began to move slowly. Very, very slow. I didn’t wanna hurt her. Not only was it her first time ever, but it was her first time ever with a thick, long cock.

Holly didn’t even blink as I pressed my tip to her entrance. All she did was let out a pretty gasp. It was a sound I wanted to remember forever. Then I moved. Just a tiny bit. She gasped some more, holding my shoulders tighter.

“You okay?” I asked quickly.

“Mm.” She nodded. “Yeah. Just… I’m okay. Please don’t stop.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, I complied. I pushed into her just a little more, being so cautious with her.

She was so fucking tight. I wanted to sink into her, wanted to make her mine.

But I could fuck her another day. She wanted me to make love to her.

She wanted it sweet and gentle and slow and I was more than happy to take her like that.

But it was with one more push of my cock into her that I felt it. That soft, little barrier that confirmed what was already known about Holly Sutton. She was a virgin.

I had to pause then. I had to make sure Holly was ready for whatever was about to happen next. I didn’t know what it would be like for her, but if she was about to experience any kind of pain, all I wanted to do was take that away from her.

“Tell me if it hurts, Holly,” I whispered before pecking her lips. “Tell me and I’ll stop.”

I stared at her, watching her as she nodded, and that was when I thrusted in just an inch or two more.

She gasped and snapped her eyes shut, my tip pressing through that delicate wall.

She whined a second later and I instantly winced, wanting to pull out of her, wanting to do anything but make her feel even a second of pain.

“I’ll stop,” I said quickly.

“Mm, no. Don’t. It’s okay. I’m okay.” She took in a shaky breath, her pretty eyes slowly opening. “Promise.”

“You sure?”

“Please don’t stop. ”

Nodding at her once, I kept brushing my thumb along her pouty lip, giving her a few more inches of my cock. She still wasn’t taking all of me yet. We could save that for another night. I didn’t think she was ready for all seven and a half inches of me. I was fine with waiting.

“How does that feel, baby?” I asked.

“Mm,” was all she let out. She buried her face in my neck, arms wrapping around me tightly.

I couldn’t see her face, couldn’t see if she was still in pain or not.

“Princess, talk to me. Tell me how you’re feeling,” I murmured. “You need me to stop?”

“You… You’re so big… Hurts… Hurts a little…”

My heart ached. I lowered a hand, ready to slowly pull my cock out of her, but I felt Holly’s hand on top of mine. She looked at me, her eyes big and gorgeous and slightly glossy. Fuck, was she crying?

“Holly, I’m sorry. I’m gonna stop,” I insisted.

“Please don’t.” She pouted. “Please. It’s okay. I promise. I wanna do this with you. I want my first time and every other time to be with you, and just you. I don’t want anyone else. I just wanna feel you like this every day. Please. I just want you to make love to me.”

I could have fucking cum right then and there.

Holly moved her hand and then I moved mine.

I rested my forearm above her head, laying it on her soft, pink pillow.

My cock was still inside of her, still fucking aching as her pussy held me tight.

She was so wet. I could feel her dripping all over me, coating my cock in her sweet juices.

“Tell me what you want me to do, sweetheart,” I whispered. “Tell me and I’ll do it. I promise I’ll listen. I promise I’ll take care of you.”

“Just… Just need a second… Just a minute to get used to you…”

I nodded. “Okay, baby. Just gonna stay here, huh? Stay here inside of you, inside this perfect pussy. Is that what you want?”

“Yes please.”

So fucking polite. I held back a grunt and instead kissed at her pouty lips, moving against them softly and slowly.

She was whining into my mouth, the sound going right to my cock.

I wondered if she could feel me twitching inside of her.

We stayed like that for a little while, neither of us moving, and really, I could have spent the rest of the night like that and been perfectly happy.

But soon Holly began writhing underneath me a little. She grasped my shoulders tight, her fingers pressing into my skin.

“You need something, baby?” I asked, pressing a kiss to her smooth cheek.

“Oh… It feels better.” She licked at her lips. “Feels good.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. You… Mm, Sawyer .”

Something in her voice changed. She wasn’t whining because she was in pain anymore.

No. I could see the light in her eyes. She was starting to enjoy the feeling of my cock stuffed inside of her.

Almost all of my cock, at least. I still wasn’t going to give her all of me. Not yet. She wasn’t ready for that.

“What do you want me to do, princess?” I asked her, my voice so gravelly. It always got like that when I was like this. When my cock was fucking throbbing. “Tell me and I’ll do it. Tell me and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“I want… I want…”

“Say it, baby.” I kissed at her cheeks, then her lips. “I just wanna make you feel good.”

“Please… Please make love to me,” she said the words so softly, her big eyes blinking up at me, her cheeks flushed, her lips all pouty, and her pussy so fucking wet.

I nodded once at her. “I’ll make love to you, baby. I’ll make you feel good. I’m gonna make you cum. I promise I’m gonna make you cum for me again.”

I wanted to kiss at her again, but I needed to focus on her face.

On her eyes and lips – just to make sure she wasn’t in pain or uncomfortable.

But she stared up at me with what I could only describe as wonder as I slid my cock back out and pushed back into her.

She gasped and that quickly turned into a moan, her hands reaching up to get tangled in my hair.

I kept the same pace. The slow, easy, gentle pace.

I was taking her little pussy as softly as I could, her tight walls clenching around me, pulling me into her .

Like it was exactly where we both belonged.

The thought made me grunt.

“Sawyer,” she let out, and God , my name sounded so goddamn good on her perfect lips. “Oh, Sawyer. Feels so good.”

“Yeah?” I murmured, giving her lips a quick kiss. “My cock feel good, baby?”

“Uh-huh.” She nodded frantically. “So good.”

I let out a low chuckle, more than happy that I was the one giving her that kind of pleasure. No one else got to have what was before me. No one. The sight of Holly with parted lips and blushing cheeks was for my eyes only, and I would scream that in anyone’s face if they ever questioned the fact.

Soon my cock was soaked . I had kept going with my slow pace, not quite giving Holly all of me yet.

That would be for another night. One night I’d stuff her deep with my cock, filling her right up to the brim.

When she was ready. Until then, I was more than happy filling her up with the first few inches of me.

“How you doing, baby?” I asked. “You okay?”

“I wanna kiss you so bad right now,” she said, voice soft.

Of course, I couldn’t say no to my girl.

I pressed my lips to hers, hands either side of her head as my tongue pushed into her mouth.

The kiss was fast and frantic, our tongues clashing as Holly tugged at my hair.

It was so different to how my cock was taking her.

I was still pumping into her slow and steady, letting Holly get used to my cock. To how thick and big I was.