Jake fought to control his movements as he slowly lowered himself into her. She loves him? Fuck she's mad, but being the selfish jerk, he would take it. He felt her stiffen beneath him, herd her gasp as he stole her innocents. Fuck she's so tight! A momentary ripple of pain passed through him as he pushed through the barriers fighting to keep him out before sheer pleasure took over as he entered her completely for the first time. The combination was enough to drive him crazy, and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself hard, over and over into her, letting the lust and hunger he felt for her take over, but for her sake he fought to control his desires and took it slow. "Tell me if you want me to stop." he told her as he kissed away the tears forming at the corners of her eyes. He knew that it would hurt her, that it was going to be uncomfortable the first time, and he didn't want to go too far and make it worse, even if stopping now would torture him in a way no cold shower would ever help. Leaning into her again, he kissed her softly, on the neck, the lips, over her nipples, softening the pain and feeling as it dulled and turned into pleasure as he moved slowly in and out. He felt her legs folded over him, pushing him deeper and causing her to whimper quietly.
*
"Slow baby, we have to go slow ok? Or it will hurt worse." He whispered into her ear, ripples of his laughter running through her, causing her to whimper and push up to meet his next thrust.
"I don't want slow." She gasped into his mouth as his tongue slid in meeting hers, silencing her pleas.
"Fuck your beautiful you know that? So beautiful." she could hear the quiver in his voice as he moved in and out of her. The pain had almost disappeared and in its place she felt a building burn in the pit of her stomach. She knew he was fighting to stay in control of his movements, not wanting to hurt her further despite her pleas for him to go faster. But she wanted to feel him come in her marking her as his. Again she mentally patted herself on the back for getting onto birth control a few months back, even though she didn't need it at the time, she had done it for the fringe benefits. Now she was grateful that she would be able to feel him without the barrier of a condom, and he was too, she'd seen it in his eyes when he had asked.
"Let go Jake, I want to feel you come in me, feel how good you feel..." she gasped as he pushed deeper into her, and couldn't suppress her smile as his eyes widened at her dirty words.
"But... Fuuuck!" He gasped as she wrapped her legs around his arse and used them to drive him down harder than before, cutting of his protests as she took what she wanted. The sudden sensations of him flooding into her arching her back as wave after wave of pure bliss washed over her through the sudden pain, sending them both over the edge, causing his movements to become sloppy and his fingers to tighten over her hips bruising them, his black eyes never leaving her's as they rode out their respective highs together, before after what felt like an eternity they fell back onto the bed, out of breath and shaking, his face buried in her neck and his body pressed heavily against hers.
The emotion on his face was clear when he finally looked at her a few minutes later, as he slowly lifted himself out of her and shifted so that her head rested gently on his shoulder, his arm around her waist. Confusion, desire, concern and uncertainty displayed clearly for the first time since she'd met him.
"You ok?" He asked in a quivering whisper.
"I'm wonderful." She smiled and kept her voice soft, trying to ease the worry in him. She could see the blood on the sheet and feel the dull ache between her thighs but that was nothing in comparison to the pure bliss and satisfaction that she felt. Slowly she lifted herself up on her elbow so that she could look at him before asking, "Are you?"
"Yea, beater than I deserve to be." Goosebumps pebbled her flesh as his fingers ran up and down her spine, re-igniting the fire deep in her, making her want him again.
*
She moved up to kiss him again, slowly at first but her desire for him causing her to deepen the kiss, and soon she was straddling him, her fingers tangled in his hair and her hips rocking over him, making him hard as hell as he felt how wet she was. Softly so as not to brake the moment he pulled back and looked into her eyes, trying to see what she was thinking as he asked, "You sure you're ready to do this again so soon. It might still hurt." A thrill ran through him as she nodded, not stopping her teasing movements, but he had to be curtain that's she still wanted him. Threading the fingers of one hand into her hair, and slowly rubbing against her wetness with the other, he bought his mouth up to her ear, "Say it love."
"Yes, I want you!" she whimpered as the circling movements of his fingers and his choice of words sent waves of fire through her veins and straight into him. Before he could move she grabbed both of his hands and, using all her weight, forced them above his head, holding them in place as she slowly lowered herself onto him. Making him groan, bother in pleasure and surprise as she moved her hips in small circles adjusting to the sensation of taking him in this way. Slowly her hips began to rock back and forth as she released his hands and he watched her over him. His eyes taking in the exquisite lines of her body, the curve of her breasts as he cupped them in his hands, the movement of her hips, and the expressions of love, desire and pleasure on her face. He'd had women six ways from Sunday but he had never let anyone control him like this, be this close to him. If she chose to she could stop now and leave him hungry for more, or she could ask him anything and he'd do it without thought. This was something he hated, to be at someone else's mercy, but he couldn't stop her, and as he watched her throw her head back, felt her nails dig into his inked stomach, felt her spill over him as his own body joined her in climax, her blue eyes never leaving his, he realized that he didn't want to. So he let go, and fell in love.
Sleep fought to take over as she snuggled into him, her soft hands resting on his chest, her head under his chin. Reaching out he switched off the bedside lamp before pulling up the blankets to cover their naked bodies. Gently he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close." I love you." he whispered into the darkness, unsure if she was awake or not but needing to say it anyway.
"I love you." She whispered softly back. The bands of anxiety around his chest snapping at the sound of those three simple words, relief and joy washing over him, and finally he fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
