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Colt’s mouth curved before slowly sliding his cock deeper into my pussy. It still burned, but the ache began to turn almost pleasurable. He ground into me, sliding a hand down and pressing on my clit while circling his hips and moving inside me. A hand went under my thigh and wrapped one leg around his ass. “Hold on, baby, gonna go a little harder now.”

With a moan, he slid even further inside and seated himself deep.

My pussy clenched around his cock, and he cursed under his breath. I needed this badly, but I couldn’t help biting my lip at the sharp stab of pain jolting through me every time he moved. It seared my insides. Still, underneath the burning sensation, I could feel my pleasure building.

Colt began to move his cock inside me with hard, rhythmic strokes. I hissed as his strong thrusts stretched me out, creating an ache that took my breath away. Finally, I understand the phrase ‘hurts so good’. His presence was larger than life, so it didn’t shock me that his cock was too.

I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. I’d prayed for Colt all these years but never imagined we’d ever be here, doing this.

Colt pushed up, arms locked, palms to the bed, fucking me harder while grinding into me. “I can feel your pussy clenchin’ me, Princess.” He groaned, bucking into me with increasing force, his hand cupping my ass. “Move your hips up to meet mine. Take it all, baby.”

I started to move, meeting him halfway, gasping at how deep he went. “Colt,” I whispered. “It’s too much.”

“You wanna stop?” he asked through gritted teeth.

“No.” I moaned. “I just feel so full.”

“You’re gettin’ everythin’,” Colt rasped. His hand left my ass and snaked up toward the headboard. He gripped it hard, using it as leverage as he rhythmically thrust inside me.

I let out a keening cry, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head from the burning ache of pleasure pulsing through me.

Wet hit my breast as Colt sucked my nipple, pulling it into his mouth before releasing me. “Jesus, fuck.” He groaned, driving into me even harder.

I shrieked as my pussy contracted hard, and my orgasm hit me like a tornado. Blood rushed through my ears, and I called out his name. I nearly came off the bed when Colt circled my clit with a firm press. My entire body bowed, and my world tilted.

“Fuck, yeah,” he moaned, watching me as I climaxed. “Goddamned beautiful.”

I shuddered, pleasure gripping every nerve. I felt like I’d been catapulted into the damned ozone layer, the high was so intense.

I smiled as I floated back to Earth, feeling hot and feverish but strangely satiated. Finally, it had happened, I wasn’t a virgin anymore. I couldn’t help a soft purr of satisfaction rumbling through my throat.

Colt’s hand disappeared from my clit. Suddenly, it was in my hair, angling my face to plant a kiss on my mouth. “You’re fuckin’ spectacular,” he whispered, circling his hips, and taking my mouth again.

It hit me then. If life separated us, I’d lose this and him.

My heart cracked, the pain forcing tears into my eyes. He buried his face in my throat, groaning into my neck, and I sent up a prayer of thanks. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me cry.

Trying to take my mind off my thoughts, I met him thrust for thrust, matching his rhythm.

A low moan escaped Colt’s throat, his hips jerking uncontrollably. “Jesus, fuck!” he shouted, planting deep as a rush of heat filled my pussy. He bucked against me, groaning for what seemed like forever until, eventually, his thrusts gentled, and he slid in and out of me slowly, finally stopping and releasing a deep sigh of satisfaction.

I held my breath, waiting for my heart to stop racing and the burn in my veins to cool.

My fingers trailed up and down his spine, feeling his skin. I couldn’t help wondering how many times I’d get this. We had an expiration date, and it wasn’t far away. We’d be going back to Hambleton in a matter of days. I’d never felt closer to anyone. How the hell could I pretend he meant nothing when in fact, he was already my world?

The mere thought already made my breath catch in my throat.

Colt’s head slowly lifted, and my eyes hit ocean-blue. “You okay, baby? Did I hurt you?”

I took stock of myself, feeling aches and pains. “I’m sore down below,” I whispered, cheeks heating. “But that’s to be expected, right?”

He pecked my nose and rolled off me onto his back with an arm resting above his head. “Yeah, baby. It’s to be expected.”

I took in his lean, compact, muscular stomach. Paying particular attention to the ridges and indents that made up his six-pack, as well as the smattering of dark blond hair across his chest with a happy trail running down the center of his abdomen. Without thinking, I reached out and rested my fingers on his chest.

I wasn’t a virgin anymore.

My mind went over the events of the night. A blush heated my face, and my nipples pebbled at remembering what had just happened. My heart unfurled, and my lips curved into a satisfied smile. I couldn’t have wished for a better first time.

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