Page 42 of Midnight Secrets

Ash’s hand cleared my hair from around my face, his lips kissing my temple. “You doing okay?”

“Yeah, all this is new to me.”

His hard body rested on mine and I wanted everything from him. I’d heard all the tales of lost virginity at school, the stories of pain and bloody sheets. Yet, with Ash, all the fears I’d cultivated disappeared. My hand found his cock and slowly stroked him.

He would never hurt me because deep down we were the same.

“I need to get a condom,” he muttered, pulling back.

Part of me wanted to tell him that I wanted no barriers between us, but another voice screamed that we weren’t on anything to prevent pregnancy because celibacy was the best type of birth control.

He rolled the latex over his cock and I couldn’t stop staring at the size of it. My mouth was wide and it stretched me earlier. It was bigger than a banana.

“We don’t have to do this, Lucrezia.” He rested back on his knees, his massive erection straining toward me.

I finally met his eyes. “I want to, Ash, but no offence, that thing is massive. Are you sure it’s going to fit down there?” I discreetly pointed to my pussy.

He crawled over me until my head rested on the pillows and he lay in the cradle of my thighs. “I promise you that I’ll fit.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “Ready?”

My legs widened and I took a deep breath and nodded. The tip of his cock prodded at my entrance but Ash never once took his eyes from mine. “Keep breathing, Angel.” His hands gripped my hips and he began to push into me.

The stretching hurt as my body struggled to accommodate him. I wanted to wiggle to release the tension of that painful pinch.

“Breathe,” he said into my mouth, his lips teasing mine until my focus shifted as he deepened our kiss. He stopped pushing forward, but his fingers dug into my flesh and he thrust forward, tearing my insides as pain pierced deep into my centre. I gasped, but his mouth swallowed it, even as a tear rolled down my cheek.

I lay there stunned while Ash stroked me, his words soothing and his lips coaxing. The pain morphed into something different, the stretching turning to fullness. Ash’s body relaxed when he sensed me returning his kiss, my arms coming up to grip his shoulders.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered, his thumbs rubbing circles on my hips.

My legs widened and I tried to tilt my pelvis to alleviate the pressure of that massive cock inside me. Ash’s hands landed on either side of me and he slowly pulled out of me before pushing back inside. It wasn’t painful like that initial thrust, the movement easing my discomfort. He kissed me again and I spiralled into the abyss of sensation. He rocked into me until my body learnt the rhythm and began to move with him in that ancient dance of life.

His thrusts changed tempo and were harder, impossibly deeper, until I was gasping, my body covered in perspiration. His grunts echoed my moans, and my nails dug deep into his back to anchor myself. We were no longer two people, but one entity moving together, our bodies creating their own symphony of flesh sliding against flesh.

“Ash,” I gasped, that familiar pressure developing in my abdomen. My pussy was on fire from the friction, my stomach a molten mass of sensations ready to erupt. He tilted his hips to rub that magical place inside that his fingers found earlier.

Everything was too much and yet not enough. My nails trailed down his back and he hissed, his hips changing to a punishing rhythm. I wrapped my legs around him, my heels digging into him. All it took was for him to angle his hips just right and I spiralled out of control. My body spasmed and my teeth sank into his shoulder. Ash thickened inside me and thrust hard another few times before he collapsed on top of me.

Neither of us could breathe properly and I held him tightly because I never wanted to let him go.

“You okay?” Ash asked, his lips skimming my ear.

“Hmmm.” I tightened my arms around him.

We lay for a few minutes until Ash pushed himself onto his arms. “I need to pull out or that condom was for nothing.”

I watched his sculpted ass wander across the room into the toilet. His back was marred with scratch marks that heated my cheeks. When he came back, he stopped, his horrified gaze moving to between my legs. Blood smeared my inner thighs.

His walls started to build around him, so I stood on shaky legs. “Why don’t we have a bath?” I suggested, moving into his arms that enveloped around me automatically.

“I never wanted to hurt you.”

I leaned back to stare up into his face. “You do realise that female anatomy means that you have to break the seal the first time?”

He gave me thedon’t be a smartasslook.

“Come on, mister. Run me a bath and you can wash my back. Shit!” My fingers found the bite on his shoulder. “Look what I did!”

His hand covered mine, lifting it to kiss the pulse at my wrist. “I enjoy pain during pleasure.”

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