“Come here,” Drew said with his hand out as he sat down on the side of the bed.

He held her hands to pull her between his legs. “There is nothing to be afraid of, Sweetheart.”

She set her hands on his shoulders. “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you?”

He smiled and shook his head. “That’s not possible.”

She tried hard to keep looking into his eyes, but his body fascinated her, and her fingertips tingled with the need to stroke him.

“Babe, if you want to touch me, you can at any time. I’ve dreamed about your hands on me.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

He grinned. “Yeah.”

Nala let one hand slide over his shoulder and down his arm. His skin was hot to the touch, and he was so hard all over and was twice the size of her. He made her feel feminine and delicate.

“I need to taste you,” he said before pulling her head down and taking her lips. His lips and tongue followed the contour of her mouth. He nibbled, licked, and sucked until her lips were red and swollen. He tugged on the towel and let it drop to the ground. “Damn, you are beautiful.”

Her first instinct was to cover herself, but one look from him had her lower her arms to her side.

Drew picked her up by her hips, twisted her around, and laid her on the mattress before reclining beside her. He used one hand to touch everywhere he could reach but avoided the areas she needed his touch the most. He continued to kiss her until she was whimpering and trying to pull him down onto her.

“Drew…”

“I know, Sweetheart.” Drew moved down her body until he could reach her breasts. He spent a long time on them, which made her need even more frantic.

The breath caught in her throat when she felt his fingers separate her pussy lips. A startled scream tore from her when he flicked her clit. She had no idea it was that sensitive.

“Let’s see how tight you are.”

She felt him at the opening of her cunt and then pressure as he moved into her.

“God, you’re fucking tight enough that I can’t move my finger inside of you. I can’t wait until my cock is there. You’re going to strangle me.”

I looked up at him in confusion. The words sounded bad, but his tone of voice was excited. “Is that good?”

“Fuck, yeah. It’s going to hurt so good.”

He pulled out and then pushed back in, but it was even tighter than before.

“You’re taking two of my fingers. We’ll get you stretched out a bit before I fuck you.”

Nala nodded. The grip on his shoulder and the blanket under them tightened.

“When was the last time you had sex?” he asked.

“It was when I was seventeen, and it was the only time I did it.”

“Are you serious? Why?”

“I didn’t like it, and then I…”

“You what?”

“I was staying at a house for a couple of years.”

“I want to know all about that,” he said.

She wanted to shake her head and yell no, but she knew he’d get it out of her eventually.

“I’m going to start working three fingers in.”

Nala twisted her hips to help the pressure he was causing, hoping it would ease if she moved. It didn’t.

“Drew. I’m not sure—”

He pressed his lips to hers. “I am. Let me make you feel good. Relax for me, Sweetheart.”

She nodded and tried her best. She was startled when he moved down her body and pushed her legs apart to make room for him.

“Wait,” she said and tried to pull him up.

“No. Babe, you’re going to like this.”

A shock of pleasure ripped through her at the first swipe of his tongue over her sensitive, swollen clit. A scream tore from her throat, making him chuckle.

“See,” he said.

He went back down on her, using his fingers, tongue, and even his teeth to bring her to a level of need she’d never thought was possible. She jerked when he moved up and in between her legs with the head of his cock at her entrance. Her brain was so muddled she had no idea when he took off his pants and put a condom on.

He curled one of his hands behind her head, and the other one gripped her hip to keep her steady. “Now, be a good girl and relax for me. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

She nodded. That’s the last thing she wanted, too. She’d had enough of that with Clayton to last a lifetime.

He started to press into her.

“Oh, God…” she said.

“Easy. I can get in you. It’ll just take time,” Drew said.

It seemed to take hours for him to be as deep as he could be finally. He waited and kissed her a few times, murmured softly to her, giving her time to adjust to his invasion.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

She moved her hips and was surprised when she didn’t feel any discomfort. “I think I’m okay.”

“Good. If at any time you feel pain, tell me.”

She nodded.

He started slow and easy. She felt something in her gut tightening. It didn’t stop. It just got tighter.

“Drew.” Her nails started to sink into his skin, and her legs lifted. “Something’s happening.”

“I know, Babe. I can feel it. I want you to let go and come.”

“What? No…”

“Yes.”

His pace sped up until he was ramming into her, and she begged for more. The tension grew more excruciating until she felt something release in her, making her feel like she was flying at the same time like her body had been hit with lightning. The sound of their combined moan and cry bounced against the walls and magnified. When the pressure finally ebbed, she lay under him, gasping for breath.

“Jesus. I’ve never felt like that before,” he said against her ear as he rested his head on her shoulder.

“It was good?”

He lifted his head and grinned. “No. It was great.”

Nala couldn’t help but smile. She was so relieved she’d made him happy.