Page 109 of Worth Every Moment

He shakes his head, speaking through clenched teeth. “Fuck, you undo me, Lefroy.” He kisses me softly. “Remember I love you, okay? Because this is going to hurt.”

Before I can say anything else, he lets out an unhinged groan and thrusts in, causing an agony I didn’t see coming.

A wrenching and tearing pain collides with the pleasure of having his body, hot and heavy and slick with sweat, so close to mine. I dig my fingernails into his shoulder blades. “Ow,” I cry.

Seb holds himself still inside me, as though my exclamation turned him to stone, and a worried look crosses his face. “You okay?”

“Uh-huh.” I fist my hands in the sheets, gripping them tight.Ow.“You’re… big.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I whisper. “And don’t stop.”

He scans my face, searching for a sign that I really want this, and when I nod again, he kisses me before he thrusts, slowly, building in tempo. The force of him sliding in and out shunts my body up the bed.

He slows, gently touching my clit with one hand, sliding it between us. “Let me,” he says. “It’ll feel better this way.”

I do as he asks, and I’m so wet that although his thrusts are hard, they’re almost frictionless, shaking me to my bones. He feels so strong, his arm so thick and tense with muscle as he holds himself over me, his nose pressed to my neck as he shifts his body in and out of mine, his thumb rubbing over my clit in perfect time.

He’s taking my virginity, eking out every last piece of it. Crushing it.Making it his, forever.The idea that I’m gifting it to him, thathe’s my choice,turns me on even more, and my orgasm rises to meet his.

He removes his hand from between us, tilting his hips so that each thrust hits my clit instead, sending bolts of pleasure through me.

“You feel so good,” he mutters. “So fucking good.” He thrusts a few more times until his rhythm slips and he adds, “Ah,shit. I’m going to come. I’ll pull out.”

He shifts as though he means to withdraw, but I grab the tight muscle of his arse, a hand on each cheek, and hold him in place. “No, please. Don’t.”

He tenses. “Don’t?”

I dig my nails into his skin, tilting my hips off the bed towards him. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

He resists the pressure I’m exerting, his shaft not fully inside me. “Fuck, Lefroy. You sure?”

“Yes. Yes.Yes.”

Relenting, he sinks deep again. “Fuck. I can’t hold it back with you.”

“Me too, me too,” I mutter desperately, pleasure blazing through me as his perfectly positioned thrusts regain their pace. I grip him hard around the back of his neck, pulling our faces closer together, nose-to-nose as we come.

He closes his eyes, but I slide my hand from the back of his neck round to his cheek and cup his face.

“Look at me. Please. Look at me,” I say, and he does. The connection hits like a lightning strike. Intense. Intimate. Almost too much. A vulnerability that I’ve never experienced, and certainly never shared with another person, assails me. I’m offering him my soul, and I can see in his expression that he feels the same. I’m consumed by his eyes, pools of intense blue thatare deep, and open, and raw, like I’ve glanced at the sun and it’ll blind me forever. His eyelids shutter as though he needs to close it down.

“Please,” I beg, still cupping his cheek, his stubble rough beneath my palm. “Please don’t close your eyes.” I grab his jaw, forcing his chin up so he has no choice but to look at me. “I need you,” I whisper.

His gaze clicks onto mine, and the ferocity of the eye contact has my orgasm cresting, an expansive tingling that shoots right to the tips of my toes.

“I’m here, I’m with you,” he says, breath ragged. His words thrill me and his hand slides back over my clit, teasing it perfectly. I come again, back arching, toes curling, pleasure winding through me like streamers shot from a cannon. I whimper and thrash. “Oh, God, oh, oh,oh.”

He thrusts twice more as I’m breaking apart, and comes with a groan, every muscle in his body tensing.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuuuuuck.” The tendons in his neck stand out, his jaw rigid as he spills into me. There’s so much cum that I can feel it leaking out almost immediately.

Oh, shit.We were supposed to use a condom. That’s what people do, isn’t it?

Seb sighs, lowering himself against me and nuzzling into my neck. “Wow,” he says, breaths heaving. “That was—”

“We didn’t use a condom,” I interrupt.