by Tarah Scott
Discomfort stabbed “Something is wrong.”
Liam’s eyes opened. “Easy,” he whispered, his shaft slipping from her folds as he set her back and slid over her body. “It will only hurt once, I promise.” He nuzzled her neck. “Just the first time.”
Mackenzie lifted a brow. “How much did it hurt your first time?”
He smiled against her neck. “It’s just the lasses that experience pain.”
“How supremely unfair.” Mackenzie scowled.
“True,” he murmured against her flesh. He kissed her neck and slid his mouth back down to her breast. She closed her eyes. Lord, the way his mouth pulled on her breast made it difficult to hold still. He settled between her legs again, his hard length pressed against her channel.
“Are you ready?” he whispered.
Mackenzie bit her lip. Hesitantly, she nodded. With one thrust, he broke through her barrier. It hurt, but as he’d promised, the sharp pain lasted only a second.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
Mackenzie drew a deep breath. He was buried deep inside her, so hard and hot. He began to move slowly. Her breath hitched. He caught her bottom lip between his teeth and gently bit down. His thrusts quickened. He fit so well, stretching her completely. Each thrust sent shivers down to her toes. She lifted her hips to meet his, driving the sensations harder, stronger.
Minutes later, her muscles tightened. A wave of pleasure swept over her in the release she’d instinctively sought. She gasped as waves of pleasure wracked her body.
Liam’s thrusts quickened to a fevered edge. He abruptly stiffened and groaned. Mackenzie tightened her arms around him. His warm breath on her neck sent a shiver through her. He collapsed on top of her, chest rising and falling with his ragged breath.
“I love you,” he murmured against her neck.
Tears sprang to her eyes.
He drew back, brow furrowed. “What is amiss, love?”
She shook her head. “I love you.”
His brows rose. “This makes you cry?”
She nodded. Mackenzie regarded at him through her lashes. “Will you spank me again?”
Amusement lit his eyes and he undulated his hips against hers. “I am at your command, my lady.” He brought his mouth close to hers. “But I may need a few minutes to…rest, before I comply. Until then…”
He kissed her jaw, then his mouth slid down her neck, past the valley between her breasts…he pushed her dress higher and slid a kiss along her belly and continued downward…
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