Page 65 of Fearlessly Us

I push up to sit so we’re chest to chest, hands coming up to cup her face as I bring my lips to hers. “Like this,” I murmur, kissing her deeply, tongue slipping into her mouth to taste her, my cock leaking between us. “I want it just like this. You sitting right on top of me, tits bouncing as you ride me. My mouth sucking on your nipples and my hands everywhere, feeling the way you take me so perfectly because this cunt was fucking made for me. I know it for sure.”

“Why?” she asks, eyes curious, and something about her favorite question in this moment is perfect.

Leaning in, I press my mouth to her neck, dotting a line of kisses across her collarbone, dipping my tongue into the hollow of her throat and sucking on her pulse until she gasps. “I did some research,” I say against her skin.

Caitlin grabs my hair and yanks my head up. “What kind of research?” she asks suspiciously.

I push some strands of hair behind her ear, skating my fingers down her cheek and resting my hand there. “Research about painful, heavy periods. Specifically, sex and painful, heavy periods. I wanted to make sure I knew everything there was to know. If there was anything that might hurt you so I could avoid it or something that might make it good for you so I would know to do that. If you’re on top of me, you can control how fast and how deep, and as a special bonus, I get to watch you ride me, and there is nothing on earth that could possibly be hotter than that.”

I wink at her, but she just stares at me, eyes glossing over a little, and the surprise on her face has my own heart squeezing. I think no one has ever taken enough time with Caitlin Parker. But I will. All my time is hers. A rogue tear escapes, and I swipe it away with my thumb, leaning in to kiss her. “We’re going to be so good together,” I say against her lips. “And if this doesn’t work, we’ll try a different way. As many ways as we need to figure it out.” Grinning, I press kisses on the corners of her mouth, along her jaw, before wrapping an arm around her back and yanking her closer to me, grinning when she gasps. “All the trying is going to be so much fucking fun.”

Caitlin wraps her arms around my neck, and without words, with a storm of emotion swirling in her eyes, she brings her mouth to mine. She takes control of the kiss and I let her, happy to be along for whatever ride she wants to take me on. It’s rough and a little desperate, tangling tongues and clashing teeth, full of need and want and unspoken words I hear all the same.

Thank you.

Want you.

Now.

When Caitlin presses up on her knees, hands on my face and kissing me like she’ll die if she stops, I reach between us, fisting my cock and dragging it through her pussy, coating myself in her and rubbing my crown over her clit until she’s panting into my mouth. She squirms above me, hands sliding to the back of my neck to tangle in my hair, and she’s so wet from three orgasms, her arousal drips over me.

Caitlin rocks her hips forward so my cock is lined up with her entrance and drops down just enough that my tip slides inside her. Our twin moans tangle together and fill the air, and my eyes practically cross with the pleasure snaking its way through me. I’m barely an inch inside her but she’s so warm and tight, I have to concentrate impossibly hard not to come right on the spot.

“Fuck,” I mutter, dragging my mouth from hers as she slides just a little lower with a sharp inhale. “Condom.”

Caitlin tips an eyebrow up. “No.” Her voice is so hotly authoritative I almost combust. When she leans back and I slide in a little deeper, her eyes glitter with something that has lust curling in my belly. “I haven’t been with anyone since that first time I told you about. That was barely anything at all, and I’m on the pill for my periods even though it’s done fucking nothing.” Dropping down, she takes more of me, and I grip her hips, the feel of being inside her with nothing between us unreal.

“I assume you’re tested at the beginning of your seasons and you’re good there. Eyes on me,” she snaps when I close my eyes against the onslaught of pleasure, and they fly back open immediately, my cock throbbing at her sharp tone and the way she tugs at my hair. “I told you my only time was awful, so in every way that matters, this is my first time and I’m damn fucking well going to feel you.”

She slides down the rest of the way, taking me to the hilt, and pauses, her breath tearing out of her and her eyes hooded as she lets herself adjust to my size. My body is coiled tight, and it takes every ounce of restraint I possess not to move. Not to give in to my towering need to thrust up into her and fuck her until we both come screaming. Because this isn’t about me. This is about her. This strong, beautiful woman who is about to take her pleasure from me for the first time.

And god, I want to give it to her.

All of it.

Every time, but especially this one.

“Then feel me,” I murmur, gripping her hips tighter and leaning in to kiss her neck, flicking the spot behind her ear. “Every fucking inch baby. Feel my cock inside you while you fuck me so perfectly and feel my hands on every inch of you while you move over me. Feel me, because fuck, I sure feel you. Your wet, hot pussy squeezing me so tightly and the way you tug my hair when you feel something you like. All of you feels incredible, made only for me.” The words spill from my throat in an unrelenting flood I’ll probably regret later, but right now I couldn’t care less because Caitlin is on top of me, my cock buried deep, and nothing in the world has ever felt this good. When she starts to rock her hips slowly, a soft moan falls from her throat, and I slide my hands up her ribs, cupping her tits and rubbing my thumbs over her nipples, watching as her eyes blur with pleasure.

“Fuck, Caitlin. You feel…shit,” I grit out, unable to finish the sentence as she moves a little faster, taking me just a little deeper into her tight cunt. Hot. Wet. Perfect. “I can feel you clenching around me,” I murmur, leaning down and taking one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking on the tight peak as she rocks over me, grinding her clit against my pelvis and letting out a garbled cry.

“Fuck yeah,” I mutter against her skin. “Look at how well you’re taking me. You feel so good. So fucking perfect, the way you ride my cock like it’s yours. Because it is, Catie. Now that it’s inside you, it’s fucking yours. We were made to fit together like this.”

“Holy shit,” she groans out, her hips moving faster, her head dropping back, and I immediately press my mouth to the exposed column of her throat, feeling her pulse hammer under my lips. “I didn’t know it could feel like this.”

Me either, I realize, my breath coming in ragged pants as I bring one hand to the side of her neck, the other arm wrapping around her back to hold her closer. I had no fucking idea.

“You feel unreal,” I grit out, crashing my mouth to hers, pleasure building as her hips find their rhythm. “And look at you. So strong and powerful and fucking beautiful taking what you need from me.”

“I need more,” she demands, yanking me back by the hair so my eyes lock with hers, and what I see there hurls me so close to the edge, I have to grit my teeth at the onslaught of pleasure. “And you’re going to give it to me.”

“Fucking right I am,” I mutter, snaking a hand between us and pressing a thumb to her clit, rubbing the firm circles I know she likes. “Anything you want. Everything.”

“Oh my god, it’s so good,” she sobs out, her head dropping back again, and this time I’m not gentle. I lick up her throat, biting and sucking the sensitive skin as she fucks me with abandon. I slide my free hand around to cup her ass, helping her move over me as I increase the pressure on her clit and watch as a gorgeous pink flush crawls up her face.

“We’re so good, Caitlin. You and me. So, so good. I’m close. So fucking close. I need you to come for me so I can fill you up. Please, baby. Please come for me, and I’ll fill you so fucking full I’ll be dripping out of you for days.” I can hear myself begging, but I’m too far gone to care. Every nerve ending in my body is screaming for release, and Caitlin’s hips are bucking wildly. We’re a mess of grinding bodies and damp skin and moans that fill the air, and as we climb higher, it’s like something between us snaps into place. Hearts beating together and hot breaths mingling and a string tying us together that feels fragile now but maybe, if we’re lucky, will one day be unbreakable.

“Holy fuck, Drew, I’m gonna…” Caitlin’s words cut off on a cry as I tilt my hips just slightly, and I watch as her breath shudders out, her hips losing their rhythm. And when she falls apart on top of me, I seal my mouth over hers, tasting her uninhibited moan as my own orgasm slams into me. I groan into her mouth, my free hand banding tighter around her waist to hold her to me, my thumb still working her clit as we ride out our orgasms together.