I cried out.

The cry spurred those miraculous fingertips to move from my cl*t until they were sinking inside me, slowly. Two thick fingers stretched the tight tissues, earning a stifled breath from Dex.

"Shit, Ritz," he hissed.

He pulled his fingers nearly all the way out before pushing back in. Dex thrust in and out, over and over again, scissoring then plunging until I was soaking wet, until his hand was drenched with my excitement, my lips spread tight around his digits

“Never wanted anything the way I want you,” he groaned into my skin. “Feels like I’m gonna die if I don’t have your hot little pu**y wrapped around my cock, baby.”

Then, he stopped. Just like that, he stopped. Dex pulled his fingers out slowly, trailing over to the back of my thigh. He hoisted me up to brace my back to the wall. Dex’s grip flexed over my ass as he brought his pelvis against mine. The long column of his erection rest between my slit.

God, he was so warm, and his muscles were so firm...

Dex edged his hand from my ass up my spine as he laid a soft kiss on my shoulder. He rolled his h*ps so that the tip of his c**k nudged up my stomach, all hard and hot and insistent. The breath that fanned my neck was choppy.

"Honey." He ground his pelvis into me, the smooth globes of his balls brushed my cleft. "I can't—"

I kissed him to cut him off. My arms wound their way around Dex's neck, fusing our mouths together. "Dex."

He pulled away only to bite my chin, his breathing so heavy I worried that he'd pass out, or in his case, spontaneously combust from whatever dozens of emotions were hammering through his system. "Please. I need—"

Me.

I snuck my hand between our bodies to grasp his thick erection. Adrenaline and nerves pumped through my veins as I tried to line him up where he belonged, the thick tip nudging too high, then too low until finally, finally, he was there. The big mushroom head dipped the barest inch inside, more like a friendly kiss than anything.

Dex slid an arm under my ass to hold my weight, the other one crossing my back diagonally so that his palm cupped my shoulder, bringing our chests flush. "Here, Ritz?" he asked in a husky voice, sinking an inch deeper into me. The fingers on my shoulder tightened.

The choice was mine.

He could do this, here in his bathroom—not even in the shower—or... somewhere else. His bedroom. Wherever. I knew Dex well enough that I was sure if I told him I wanted to have him taking my virginity officially in a different place, that he'd do it.

But I didn't care. Not at all. It—me—I was his. Here. In his bedroom. On the couch. It didn't matter.

My answer was crafted into a nip at the column of his throat right by Uriel.

Dex groaned, thrusting what felt like half of his stiff c**k into me so slowly, so precisely, it only felt uncomfortable as he went where no man had gone before. "Jesus f**kin' Christ," he hissed, loud, kissing my neck with more than just his tongue and lips.

"Okay?" I asked him, which seemed ridiculous when he looked up at me with a pained expression.

His dark blue eyes were heavy, the rough line of his jaw locked. He flexed his hips, letting himself sink in another inch. "You’re perfect, honey. So goddamn perfect." His h*ps withdrew almost completely before he pushed back in with a care and a patience he usually didn't possess. It was only a small, breathless huff that gave away the battle going on beneath his skin.

Breathing in and out of my mouth, I tried to relax around him, feeling that huge, blunt dick split me around its solid shape. With two more planned, short thrusts, Dex had filled me to the hilt. I could feel the cool metal of his piercing grazing me. It wasn't painful exactly, more strange than anything as he stood there completely still while I flexed my inner muscles around him, experimentally, earning a rough grunt.

"Don't," he hissed through clenched teeth.

I stopped and kissed his throat. "Tell me if I do something wrong," I whispered, keeping myself still.

Dex sighed, tilting his mouth down to kiss me sweetly. "It feels like you're wringin’ the cum right outta my c**k when you do that."

I guess that sounded like a good thing. Right?

Instinct struck and I did it again. Dex let out a low noise that went straight to the bundle of nerves between my legs. "Baby," he moaned, hiking me up higher in his arms.

Dex tilted away from me just a few inches, letting my shoulders settle back against the wall as he thrust in and out, one inch, two inches, three... That pretty pink c**k impaling me each time.

A slow, steady withdrawal and push between my legs that left me achy and needy, the tight discomfort dissipating with each thrust. He bit at my lips, alternating between sucking one and then the other as he moved. Soon, too soon, the awkward feeling had practically disappeared until something hot and wonderful clenched my belly.

"Dex," I gasped. "Please."

The hand on my shoulder squeezed as he bit my earlobe, tilting his h*ps at even more of an angle. The movement was more of a low bounce, picking me up and down over him, never more than a couple inches at a time. But the angle, holy crap.

Holy friggin' crap.

The angle made the tiny studs at the base of his c**k grind against my clit. Every. Single. Time. Rub, rub, rub.

I threw my head back against the wall and gasped out his name.

"Fuck...fuck...baby..." he hissed through clenched teeth. His h*ps pumped faster, still an inch, two inches, three inches. The long shaft stayed buried in me, stretching me around his thick cock. "Too good.”

Heat burst between my legs, shooting up my spine, down my legs as his piercing hit my cl*t roughly over and over again. Then, all of my nerves went galactic. My entire body exploded with electricity and fireworks that couldn't be described, blood pounded through my ears and I went deaf.

I didn't hear the loud choke that squeezed from Dex's throat, or the grunts that he pitched as his thrusts turned frantic, jerky. I didn't see his wild eyes turn down to look at where we were joined, to see him lose his mind as he watched his length disappear. I didn't hear the sound of pleasure that poured from him as he came, warmth and wetness flooding me.

Dex pumped his h*ps slowly, his breaths hard and gasping as he shifted our combined weight again to press my back securely against the wall. His chest was flat to mine, all sweaty and panting. I squeezed my legs around his hips, his c**k jerking inside of me. I rested my face to the side of his as I caught my breath.

The hand on my shoulder made a slippery slide up and down my ribs, coming to rest on the nape of my neck. From the waist up, we were wrapped up in each other, and if I could, I'm sure I could have felt the pounding of his heart on my own skin.

I took a deep breath and pressed my lips to his Adam's apple. "Can we do that again soon?"

A chuckle rose up from him, loose and happy, as he rubbed the side of his stubbled face against mine. "You've gotta be the best thing I never knew I wanted."

Oh man.

I was suddenly way too glad that he couldn't see the huge smile that overwhelmed my face. Telling him that he was sweet didn't seem like something he'd like to hear, so I kept my mouth shut and kissed the line of his jaw instead. I wanted to tell him that he was the best thing I never thought I'd have but I kept that to myself. It felt like too much right then.