Free Lawless by Emma Wildes

open legs, he wrapped his fingers around his rigid penis and guided the tip to her vaginal opening.
    “Stay relaxed, sweetheart,” he urged as he gazed into her dazed eyes, pleased she’d been so responsive and easy to arouse. “I’ll do my best to make this a gentle ride.”

    What had just happened she wasn’t sure, but it had been nothing less than…wonderful. Laurel felt stunned, bemused, shameless and enlightened. She let her eyes drift shut and concentrated on the sensation as the man above her began to penetrate her body.
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    The way he touched her, the scandalous, shocking memory of his mouth between her legs, that sublime pinnacle, it all faded before the realization that with infinite care and patience, he was joining their bodies in the most intimate communion possible between a man and a woman.
    Maybe she should be afraid, but she wasn’t. That first kiss beneath the stars—after he had saved her from a fate she shuddered to imagine—had told her a lot about Cal Riker the person, not the infamous outlaw. Their combustible attraction aside, he was an intriguing man, and despite the nefarious reputation he fought so hard to keep to the forefront, a sensitive one.
    Cal and sensitivity were not a likely combination, she knew, but as she felt his careful easing entry, she knew it was accurate. Even with what she thought to be his enormous size stretching her wide, she experienced pleasure, not pain. The corded muscles stood out in his arms and she could tell from the tension in his powerful body he exerted extreme self-control. When a small drop of sweat ran along the clean line of his jaw, she reached up and wiped it away with a fingertip.
    Through his teeth he asked, “Am I hurting you?”
    “No.”
    “You’re sure?”
    “Would you stop if you were?” She was curious, but felt sure enough he would, whatever his answer.
    “I’d certain as hell try.” His silver eyes were shielded by the thick fringe of his dark lashes. “No promises. I can’t go any further unless I break through, though I’m dying to be all the way inside you, Laurel.”
    She ran her fingers down the hard planes and contours of his back, reveling in the harsh obvious need in his voice, all traces of his usual soft drawl gone. “Hmm. I want you there.”
    “There’s some pain a woman’s first time, you know that, right?” Braced above her, the expression on his face was both intense and dark.
    “My mother told me.”

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    “I bet she wasn’t gambling on someone like me being the one.”
    The bitter self-reproach was not what she wanted, not now when his hard cock rested against her maidenhead. “ I chose you,” Laurel whispered. “Kiss me first, Cal, and then…please…”
    She didn’t get to finish as his mouth lowered to take hers in a bone-melting kiss that was an expression of desire and explosive passion. As their tongues mated, so did their bodies, for he surged forward and she felt the tearing of her hymen with little more than a small gasp.
    The moment of pain was negligible over the overwhelming realization drowning her senses, consuming her world. His lean hips wedged her legs even farther apart, his cock pressed against her womb, and the hardness of his muscled chest brushed her sensitized breasts. The heat from his tall body warmed and inflamed her, as did the feeling of possession with that long length fully impaling her.
    Cal lifted his head, the expression on his face reflecting stark concern. “Tell me.”
    Those two words said so hoarsely, made her heart flutter in her chest. Laurel knew what he was asking. She reached up and touched his face, exploring the fine-boned structure of cheek and jaw. “It isn’t bad.”
    The explosive release of his breath indicated relief. “Thank God because I need to move. I’m about there already, but I’ll do my best.”
    She wasn’t precisely sure what he meant but as he began a