Delgano: A Dark Contemporary Interracial Romance

“And if I disappoint you?” he reiterated.

Perhaps he might have disappointed a woman before. Perhaps, he’d been ridiculed. Those who might have ridiculed him could all go to hell.

She took his hand. “I enjoy all of my time spent with you. You haven’t disappointed me. I don’t think you can.”

He lowered to his elbows and kissed her with such tenderness that she almost slipped up again. If there was a type of attachment disorder, or a disorder in general, that made someone fall in love too quickly, it was the only diagnosis of her mother’s that she would have accepted.

His head spread her open, and he slid in an inch.

“It’s okay.” She clutched at him. “Keep going.”

Moaning, he gave her another inch. “I’m not even inside you, and already, I’m seeing stars.”

“How are you doing otherwise?”

“Good. Wonderful. Amazing.” He gave her another. “And you are okay? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll be all right.”

He kissed her cheekbone, pushed, and met resistance. They had reached the point of no return, and she felt her body tense, preparing for pain.

“Keep going,” she said.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes.”

She held her breath.

He surged past the resistance.

And she did everything she could not to react, but the strangled cry that spilled from her mouth cared nothing about permission. The tears that sprang in her eyes didn’t give two cents about hiding her pain. To make matters worse, she sniffled.

“Sayeda—”

“No, don’t.” She gripped the muscles in his lower back to keep him in place. “Just…hold on for a moment.”

“Sayeda, I don’t want to hurt you. I receive no joy from your pain unless it’s a pain that you want. Pain that you ask for. Pain,” he kissed her neck, “that you beg for. This isn’t that.”

“It’ll pass.”

“How do you know?”

“It has to, or else, all the world’s vaginas would close up shop.”

He laughed, and she laughed with him, and the contraction of her inner muscles helped to dull a smidgen of the pain.

Sweat from his hairline dripped onto her face, and she swiped it away. “You can start moving again. You look like you’re about to explode if you don’t.”

“Tell me if I hurt you.” He pulled out, entered her again. “Am I hurting you?”

Her teeth clenched. “No.”

“You look like you’re in pain.”

“This is just a hunch, but I think you might be on the larger side. Give it a minute.”

He continued, slowly.