Instructing Sarah by Anne Rainey Read Free Book Online

trickle down. He kissed it away. “Next time you can get on top and ride me as fast and hard as you want, I promise.”

    “Really?”

    He smiled at her innocent reply.
    “Yeah, really.”

    She capitulated finally, relaxing her flexing hips and saying, “Okay, but you’d better not be lying, Greg.”

    “Never, baby,” he swore as he resumed his slow, torturous movements.
    He took his time, wanting to make it as pleasurable as possible. He feasted at her gorgeous tits, intent on building her passion so that, when he did break through her innocence, she would only feel the slightest sting.

    Greg thrilled when her inner muscles relaxed for him and he moved into her further. He came up against her delicate barrier and he hated what he was about to do.

    “This will hurt a little. I’m sorry, love.”

    He pushed hard and fast and Sarah’s eyes shot wide with pain. His mouth came down on hers, swallowing her cries with his kisses, turning pain into desire in an instant. Soon, their bodies were fused together, moving in unison. Greg braced himself on his elbows beside her head and watched as her pleasure spiked. He pushed as deep as he could possibly go and together they flew out of control, their shouts of ecstasy mixing as Greg filled her.

    He very nearly collapsed on top of her, but the thought of her soreness kept his muscles from going lax. He wanted to comfort her. He wanted her to have nothing but sweet memories of her first time with him.

    Greg slid out of her boneless body and went to the master bath to dispose of the condom. He grabbed a washcloth, ran warm water over it, and brought it to Sarah. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy smile on her lips, making his body burn at the sight of having her in his bed.
    As he bent down and pressed the cloth to the juncture of her thighs, her eyes flew open and her mouth formed a startled ‘O’.

    Nothing was said from either of them as he cleaned and soothed her sore flesh. Greg tossed the washcloth to the floor, beyond caring that the carpet would get soaked, and got into bed beside her, pulling her pliant body up against his heavily-muscled torso. He was practically twice her size and it was easy to wrap himself around her. Her round bottom cradled his dick and he had to bite back a groan.

    Hell, he wanted her again.

    As Sarah blissfully slept, unaware of the turmoil she was causing, Greg had the terrifying feeling that he’d go on wanting her for quite a long time to come. Once with Sarah was supposed to get her out of his blood for good, but all it’d done was addict him further. He’d been such an idiot to think he could have sex with Sarah Templeton and walk away unscathed. All this time he’d assumed she’d be the one to get all enamored and clingy. Instead, she was lying beside him like Sleeping Beauty, not a care in the world now that she’d done away with the pesky nuisance of her virginity. Christ, she probably thought she could go back to her cute little condo and forget he ever existed. Maybe even start dating other men now that she’d been initiated into the provocative world of sexual pleasure.

    Bullshit. He’d just have to show her how wrong that assumption was because no way was another man touching her tantalizing flesh. She was his, he’d staked his claim, and she just hadn’t been alerted to the fact.

    Five

    Waking up against soft, warm, womanly flesh had to be at least fifty percent of the reason men got married.
    Having that comfy, cozy feeling every day was just about enough to make a man say those precious words that sent women everywhere reaching for the nearest tissue
    — I do .

    Greg pried his sleepy eyes open and saw Sarah nestled atop him. Her body blanketed his, which caused his eager dick to flex anxiously. She had totally abandoned modesty in her slumber. Seeing her in such a vulnerable state nearly had him pronouncing his undying love. A damned scary thought for a guy like