Free Hanna's Awakening by Sue Lyndon Page B

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    “Hanna, look at me.” Daddy’s deep voice pulled her to him.
    She met his gaze. The affection reflected in his eyes chased some of her insecurities away.
    “Spread your legs wider,” he said. His tone was gentle, so kind. The rough touches and kisses had ended, but she enjoyed this side of him too, especially in this moment of uncertainty.
    “Is it going to hurt?” she asked.
    “Yes, but it’ll be quick. I promise. Then I’ll make you feel good, okay?”
    She hesitated to answer and tried to turn her head, but he held her face firmly in his warm hands, stroking the side of her cheek with one finger. A smile turned his lips up briefly.
    “Do you trust Daddy?” he asked.
    Unable to form a single word, she nodded. Of course she trusted him. Her trust in him grew more each day, along with her desire to stay by his side always.
    “It will only hurt this first time, Hanna.”
    “All right. Do it.” She braced for the pain, shutting her eyes tight.
    “Look at Daddy.” He tapped the side of her face. “Eyes on me the whole time.”
    The moment their gazes met, he grabbed a square packet off the nightstand, ripped it open, and produced something thin and clear which he rolled over his shaft. The tip of his length teased her entrance, and then he surged forward. His thickness filled her, burning as if she was being torn up from the inside. She winced and gasped at the same time, but managed to keep her eyes open and on Daddy. Despite the pain and her nervousness, she found looking at him helped to calm her nerves.
    “Hanna, baby girl, you’re so tight.” He groaned and withdrew slightly, only to surge forward again.
    She tore her hands from the covers and circled his waist, pressing against his back. His flesh heated under her touch, and she ran her hands up and down his back, soaking up the feel of his strong masculine body.
    The burning pain lessened bit by bit as he moved within her depths. In and out, and in and out. He set a slow rhythm, and the delicious achiness reignited. She lifted her legs and squeezed his body, but he stiffened and pain tightened his face.
    “Does it hurt you too?” She hadn’t considered this possibility.
    He stilled mid-thrust and chuckled deep in his throat. “No, Hanna. This doesn’t hurt me at all.”
    “Then why do you look like you’re about to pass out in pain?”
    He inhaled deeply and began moving inside her again. The friction of his huge length stretching her as he thrust in and out drove her wild, and she wanted more. Faster. Harder. Her nails dug into his back, enough to draw a moan from him.
    “I’m not about to pass out in pain,” he finally answered, though his strange expression remained. “I’m trying to go slow so I don’t hurt you, Hanna. It’s your first time and I want to be gentle with you. It’s taking every bit of my self-control not to pound into you hard and fast. You feel that good around my cock.”
    His words sank in and she arched up, meeting one of his thrusts. Surprise lit his features, but the pain remained. She realized her movements had increased his pleasure, and she did it once more, only for him to stop and pin her down on the bed, holding her wrists in his hands.
    “Young lady, I suggest you not do that. Not this first time.”
    “Why not?” She squirmed beneath him, trying to push him up.
    “Because you’re going to make me lose control.”
    Her smile faded and she regarded him thoughtfully. She leaned up and found his neck, and her lips danced across his flesh. The hugeness buried within her pulsed, though he hadn’t resumed his movements yet. Her lips parted and she dragged her teeth down the side of his neck. The already firm grip on her wrists tightened, and he drew back and gave her a look that bordered on angry. Hanna wasn’t afraid though. She wanted him angry. Wanted him to lose control.
    “Please, Daddy,” she said. “I want it hard and fast. Don’t hold back.”
    A growl ripped through the air