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He winced and laughed at the same time. “Not even close. I was just going slow.”

“Does it go in further?”

He bent down and gave me a long, hot kiss. “It goes in further.”

My legs trembled like two leaves in the wind.

I stared at his face. “I’m ready.”

Ryan dropped another kiss on my mouth. “You feel unreal.”

With slow patience, he pushed himself higher into me. I clung to his shoulders as I felt his body invade mine. I felt myself stretch around him. It hurt a bit, but it also felt good so it was weird when my entire body began to shake.

He dipped his head and sucked on one earlobe. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I gasped as his mouth moved down my neck, hitting every nerve. I let my hands smooth down his muscular back. I loved the feel of his muscular body. His mouth was doing delectable things to my neck and shoulder but the rest of him remained still. It made me feel restless.

“What should I be doing?” I wanted this to be good for him too.

Those lips teased my collarbone.

“You can put your legs around my waist. It might be more comfortable for you.”

I lifted my legs to bring them up around him and something shifted, pushing him deeper inside of me. I gasped at the electrifying sensation. I tightened my legs and it happened again.

“That feels good,” I breathed.

He shifted his hips causing pleasure to spike up my spine. “Like that?”

“Oh God,” I clung to him. “Like that.”

He lifted his head, to watch my face. My gaze clung to his as he began to move with slow and measured movements. Each time he moved, the pleasure of the friction between us, jolted me.

Everything about this felt so primal. Ryan’s powerful and strong body, made me feel small and feminine. My entire life I had fought against being dominated by a man, but now I willingly was openingmy body to Ryan to receive his cock and his power. Every time he pushed further into me, it felt like submission and there was a certain freedom in letting go and accepting that.

His mouth covered mine, kissing me with a bruising strength. It reminded me of that night in the bar, when he had pinned me against the wall. I moaned and opened my mouth, wanting him to deepen his kiss. He obliged and he swallowed my cry as he took control of my mouth.

This was trust.

He tore his mouth from mine. “Oh fuck.”

“What?” I felt delirious with lust. His throbbing cock felt huge inside of me, but it was creating the most intense sensations. Kind of like when his face was between my legs but better.

He pressed his forehead to mine. “I’m just struggling to take this easy.”

My eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

He swallowed. “I don’t want to lose control.”

I had no idea what he meant, but I like the idea of him losing control. “I want this to be good for you.”

“This is more than fucking good for me. This feels insane.”

“But you’re holding yourself back.”

“It’s your first time.”

“Show me how it’s supposed to be done.”

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