He nodded. “Thank you.”
I inhaled sharply. “You should be cursing me. I behaved no better than that cellmate.”
He pushed away my hand and curled up into my chest. “It’s okay. I loved it.”
“Me hurting you?”
“It hurt, but it also felt good. Oh my god, Daddy, you used me like I wanted. The pain will get better the more we do it, right?”
I gaped at him. “You want to do it again?”
“As much as we can until I can take you without it hurting so much, only a little.”
“Jesus, Cosmo.”
“Didn’t you love it? Are you disappointed?”
“Good god, no. It was better than I would have thought. I just never expected to…”
“To what?”
“To crave you so much.” I cupped his face and tilted his chin. “I wanted to wreck you completely.” I pressed my lip to his and kissed him hard. This time, he shifted closer and kissed me back, moaning into my mouth. I rolled over onto my back, taking him on top of me so I could caress his back, his skinny hips, and his bottom.
“Shit.”
He raised his head. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m running you a warm bath. I’ll give you some Tylenol, and we can soak a bit. Then we can watch a movie together. How does that sound?”
“Perfect.”
My heart skipped a beat. How long could this truly be perfect when everything inside me screamed to never let him go?