Screwing the Superhero (12 page)

Wendy gasped at the imagery Draco’s dark words did to her insides. What was wrong with her that it made her so hot to think of his hand striking her bottom? She had no time to dwell on her question as Draco removed his pants and she got a full view of how large and imposing a man he really was. His long, erect penis stole her attention.

She must have gasped, for he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look in his eyes again. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promised you.”

“Is it really un-cool if I say to you I’ve never seen one before and I never imagined it could be so impressive?”

“Well, Warner, I have to say you just inflated my ego about tenfold, and clearly, I didn’t need any more self-confidence since I’ve never had a shortage of self-importance.”

He was teasing her. Here she was, genuinely nervous about what was about to happen, and he was making fun. She whacked him on the arm. “I’m glad you’re finding such amusement at my expense.”

“Never that, Wendy. Never that.”

He kissed her hard on the mouth and she wanted to scream from the joy of it.

She was in bed with Draco and they were going to have sex. Although it had been going on for several minutes now, she still couldn’t believe it. She closed her eyes and said the sentence silently, one more time. Maybe, if she repeated it enough she could convince herself this wasn’t a dream.

His hand on her breast, he teased her nipple and she thought she might explode from the pleasure. As she gasped, he raised an eyebrow.

“Sensitive there?”

She swallowed. In her imagination, there hadn’t been quite this much talking.

Having sex had been more like Wendy holding onto Draco for dear life, as she rode out a storm. But Draco seemed to want to discuss the entire process as they went along.

Somehow, that made the experience more engaging, more involved. It also made her nervous as hell. The things she had heard over the years, when she listened to people talking on the subway or in the ladies’ room, had taught her men usually just liked to get the job done.

Why wasn’t Draco in more of a hurry?

Leaning down, he bit her lightly on the shoulder and she jolted. “You just bit me.”

“And I’m likely to do it again.” He smiled. “You never answered my question.

Are you sensitive there?”

“Apparently.”

He smiled in a wolfish manner and she shivered in anticipation. He really was playing with her.

“Why are you asking me so many questions?”

“Because.” He pulled her up until she sat on his lap, her pajama bottoms pushed up against his very naked erection. “I don’t know your body yet. Usually, it’s easy. Most of the women I’ve known can tell me exactly how they want to be touched or they move around very deliberately to let me know.” He kissed her shoulder where he’d bitten her.

“You’re a treat. It’s like opening a package and not knowing what’s inside.”

“What if I turn out to be a disappointing package? Like someone sent you a pair of socks in the mail?”

“Not possible.”

His mouth pressed to hers and she lost all sense. That’s what kissing Draco was like. When his mouth touched hers and their tongues danced together, Wendy felt like a tornado had swept through room and carried her away to an enchanted land with no worries.

This time as he kissed her, his hand found her breast. Gently, he squeezed her nipple and she arched her back. Still in his arms, she felt his free hand hold her flush against him.

Pulling his head back, he met her gaze. She bit down on her now-sensitive lip.

“Can I touch you?”

“Please.”

Tentatively, she reached out and stroked the muscles of Draco’s chest. Her hands brushed over the small, dark hair she found there. He shivered under her ministrations, his eyes never leaving her face. Leaning back, he pulled her with him until the headboard on the bed supported his weight.

Touching lower, she petted his well-defined six-pack. She wasn’t surprised. The man was a Superhero. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. It was as if his muscles had been carved out of stone. Tracing her finger along the line of one of his stomach muscles, she felt his cock twitch.

“You’re a beautiful man, Draco.” She looked down, suddenly embarrassed she’d spoken so openly. Maybe men didn’t want to be referred to in those terms.

Tipping her chin up with his finger, he kissed her softly on the lips. “Thank you.”

“I want to … .” She trailed off, unsure of what she should say. Really, this uncomfortable feeling was going to be her undoing. Draco might just get up and leave.

“You want to what?”

“I want to touch
it
.” There, she’d said it aloud.

“Hmm.” He pushed the hair off her forehead. “Later. I’m afraid if you touch it right now I’m not going to last through all the incredible things I still have left to do to you.

“Here … .” Gently, he pushed her down onto the bed and came over her. Wendy thought her heart might actually explode from how fast it was beating. “Let’s get this off you.”

She gulped. It was the moment of truth. He’d seen her ‘large’ breasts and liked them, but there was no hiding the size of her hips or her rear once he got her pajama bottoms off.

First, he slipped one leg off and then the other. His eyes darkened.

“What?” He didn’t look happy. Dear heavens, was he disappointed with how she looked?

“My brother took off your undies when he dressed you in this.”

She looked down, noticing she was, in fact, very naked. His eyes had darkened because he was mad. Was it possible Draco Powers was jealous because his younger brother had claimed a peek at her privates?

“Draco, I’m sure he didn’t mean anything, and he probably dressed me very fast.”

“I’m going to beat him within an inch of his life.”

“No!” She shook her head, pinching his cheeks with her hands. “You’re not going to. We’re just going to agree Ace never, ever, under any circumstances, gets to see me naked again. Okay?”

“Alright, we’ll agree to that. I only asked him to do it because I didn’t think I could keep my frickin’ hands off you.”

She wanted to sigh with contentment. “Really?”

“I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you for weeks.” Maybe longer. But he didn’t want to sound pathetic.

His harsh wording brought her back to reality. They might be doing this; he might be gentle with her; she might be about to lose her virginity; but to Draco, this was

“fucking” and any notions she had about them “making love” she needed to get out of her head. Tomorrow, he would probably pretend this night hadn’t happened and treat her like the other women he’d screwed and then forgot about.

“So, Ace is a dead man
, later
.”

He said the last word so gruffly she wondered if he was just blustering or if he really did intend beat up his younger brother. She’d grown up around girls and had no idea what made men tick.

His hand moved toward her dark curls and soon he was touching where no one had touched her before. She gasped at the feeling. “Like that, little girl?”

On a laugh, she shook her head. “My gasp didn’t tell you I did? You need constant reassurance?”

“Maybe I just like hearing the sound of your voice.”

But if that was true, he was going to be sorely disappointed, as she could no longer form words. She was awash in new sensations she couldn’t discern let alone vocalize. Draco pressed one finger inside, found a sensitive bundle of nerves she hadn’t known she had, and her body clenched around his finger.

“So responsive, I like that.”

As if to prove his point, he pushed into her with two more fingers and Wendy felt her body start to shake. Heavens,
this
was what all the fuss was about?

“Do you know what’s going to happen now?” He whispered in her ear. She hoped he didn’t expect an answer because she didn’t have any idea, and she was incapable of speech.

“I’m going to make you come. I want you to come for me.”

To make his point, he pressed hard on her sensitive core. She gasped. Draco’s quick fingers played with her sensitive nub, and swirled inside of her. God, what was happening? Finally, when she wasn’t certain she could take anymore, he put added pressure on the same spot. Wendy nearly threw herself off the bed as pleasure exploded through her the likes of which she could never have imagined. Wetness pooled from her inside as she screamed Draco’s name.

Using his free hand, he stroked her forehead. “That was beautiful. I’m going to make you do that again.”

“I can do that again?” Her throat sounded scratchy.

He raised an eyebrow. “Should we make a bet on how many times I can make you come for me?”

She laughed, which should have been impossible, considering she still shook.

“You’d clearly win that bet. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“Then we won’t gamble; I’ll just tell you, I’m going to bring you to climax five times tonight before I’m done.”

She swallowed. That could happen to her
five
times? “Is it always like that one?”

“Since it was your first time, I’m going to bet it gets better.”

Wendy couldn’t see herself but judging by the warmth in her cheeks, she would bet she turned three shades of red. “Better?”

Draco licked his tongue up her neck toward her ear. “Immensely.”

She shivered. “You just licked me?”

He smiled an evil grin. “I like to use my tongue for many purposes.”

And then he used his tongue in a way she’d never even considered possible.

With his hand on her knee to hold her open, he leaned forward, licking and sucking where his fingers had played earlier. She let out a throaty moan and grabbed his neck.

“Do you know how good you taste, little girl? I wish I were a cat. I could lap up your sweet cream all day.” With one last lick, he swirled around her clitoris. “Come for me, Wendy. Come right now.”

She couldn’t help but obey him; she was desperate to do what he said. Only she didn’t just come, she shattered. Screaming his name as she dug her fingers into Draco’s back, she saw stars before her eyes.

Distantly, she realized he’d been right. It
was
better the second time around.

Lifting his head from between her knees, he smiled. “That’s two.”

“You’re enjoying playing with me, aren’t you?”

“I do like a good game. Maybe I never grew up.”

But even as he laughed, his blue eyes grew serious. Moving so he positioned himself above her, he kissed her gently. “Stay where you are for a second.”

Jumping up, he moved to the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a condom.

She swallowed as she realized what that meant. No more fooling around. They were actually going to get down to business. Raising an eyebrow, she regarded his tight ass with appreciation. Maybe if she were lucky, she’d get to squeeze it later.

By then he was moving toward her, his erect penis sticking out before him, and she suddenly wondered if she’d made a mistake. How was
that
going to fit inside of her?

“You’ve lost your blissful post-orgasm face and now you look, I don’t know, a bit perplexed.” His voice held some amusement and she wondered if he was secretly laughing at her expense again. If she’d ever thought sex with Draco would be a relaxing experience, she’d been sorely mistaken.

“I had no idea you were so big. Even when I saw it earlier, I didn’t quite realize.

Now, I’m a little worried.”

He settled back in his previous position on top of her. “I told you I wouldn’t hurt you. I never lose control.”

“How can you be sure you won’t hurt me? I know women do this kind of thing all the time. But still. It looks huge.”

” We’re made, as men and women, to do this together. You’re going to stretch out to fit me.”

“I’m not convinced it can be done without a tremendous amount of pain.”

“Then I guess you’re going to have to trust me.” She watched as he fumbled with the condom wrapper before opening it and sliding the barrier on.

He kissed her sweetly on the lips and she felt like she melted into the bed. She was breathless with desire and yet terrified at the same time. Honestly, she wasn’t sure how both emotions were possible, but she couldn’t deny that’s what was going on inside of her.

Positioning his erection at the entrance of her vagina, he smiled at her before he pushed inside. Her body immediately reacted to the intrusion, tensing up. She had expected more pain.

“I’m going to push through now.”

She shook her head. “Push through what?”

“Your barrier.”

She bit down on her lip. “You’re not all the way in yet?”

He smiled. “Not even close.”

With one motion, he moved into her, sheathing himself completely. For a moment, the enormous pain overwhelmed the enormous pleasure she’d been feeling.

She blinked, willing it to end, and then, as fast as the pain she’d worried about had started, it stopped.

Draco didn’t move; he stared into her eyes as if he was waiting for some sort of sign from her. Reaching up, she stroked the side of his face. “We’re joined, right at this moment.”

He nodded. “We are. Can you stand it?”

“I’ve never felt so full in my life, so connected to another person.” Later, she might regret speaking so romantically to Draco when she’d promised herself she’d play it “cool.” But with his body inserted into hers, she couldn’t find her steel will to block out the strong emotions.

He closed his eyes. “This is going to be harder than I thought.”

“I don’t understand.” Wendy was desperate for something and she strongly suspected it was for Draco to move, to relieve the ache that had formed inside her when he’d entered her willing body.

“You fit me like a glove, Wendy. You’re so tight and I’m trying very hard to find the will to hold back what I want to do to you.”

She swallowed and spoke from the heart. “Maybe you don’t have to with me.

Maybe I fit you this well so you can actually let yourself go.”

“Ha.” His laugh held no mirth. But then his hands were roaming her body, starting with her chin and then moving down her torso until they found her stomach and her hips. He pulled her tightly against him as he worked his way back out of her and then pushed inside.