Page 68 of Angelic Vengeance

Fuck yes.

He smashed his lips against mine and I moaned into the kiss. My nails dug into his shoulders before scratching down his back and grabbing his boxers. I pulled them down, freeing his erection and feeling its weight press into my lower stomach.

He groaned at my neediness and lifted me in his arms. He flipped me over before pulling me back towards him, so I was on my hands and knees.

Shit.I’d always imagined I was going to lose my virginity in missionary. I wanted to say something but it felt like it was too late.

I could just not say anything. I mean how bad was itreallygoing to hurt? I’d endured torture before. This would be nothing compared to what I’d already been through.

His hands grabbed my hips and he kissed down my spine, nipping at the skin. His hands enveloped me as he cupped my breasts in his rough palms. He fisted the material of my bra in the middle before speaking into my ear, his rough voice making wetness pool between my legs.

“Did you put this on for me? Hm?” He bit my neck before sucking, leaving another mark on my skin. “I fucking love it when you think about me.”

And then he ripped my bra apart, freeing my breasts and grabbing them again. He massaged me until my head was falling back and my back was arched, my ass grinding against his erection.

He pushed off me to properly take off his boxers and I turned my head towards the box of contraceptives. “Zach, the–”

He grabbed my face and turned it over my shoulder so he could kiss me deeper. “There’s no way I’m wearing a condom the first time I’m fucking you.”

“Sometimes the pill doesn’t work,” I spoke breathlessly against his mouth. “If you get me pregnant, I’ll slice your dick off with a machete.”

He nipped my bottom lip. “You’ll be swallowing my cum, not plan B.”

I guess he already had all of this planned out then. I was just here to enjoy the ride.

I grinded against him again and his hands grabbed my waist. They slid down to my ass, his thumbs brushing my opening and clit over my thong. He pulled the underwear to the side and then the head of his cock was sliding up and down my slit.

My body became frigid. I knew there wasn’t going to be more foreplay since we had been fooling around for hours before I went into the bathroom 5 minutes ago. I was already wet and ready. Still, anxiety collected in my chest, making me feel heavy, and not in a ‘butterflies in my stomach’ kind of way.

“Don’t worry.” His hand brushed my back when he sensed my nervousness. “I won’t be too rough.”

My opening and stomach began to ache painfully in anticipation and when the head of his cock separated my folds, I panicked.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to happen. I was ready to lose my virginity, but not like this. Not on all fours, filled with anxiety, with him not knowing I’d never done this before, and without seeing his face.

His hands gripped my ass painfully and I knew he was about to push in.

“I’m a virgin!” The confession escaped me as I jumped away from him, separating our bodies, and falling with my ass on the mattress.

As soon as my body left the warmth of his, the cold realization of what I’d just done wrapped around me. I squeezed my eyes shut with embarrassment. Zach was still behind me; silent and probably confused as fuck.

My attempt at the perfect way to lose my virginity had gone terribly wrong. I’d lied for no reason and ended up putting myself in a needlessly difficult situation. Without turning to look at him, I attempted to slide off the bed and run towards the bathroom so I didn’t have to face him.

But – of course – Zach caught me. He flipped us so he was on top of me again and I covered my face with my hands. He softly grabbed them and pulled them down. Kissing my face, he asked, “Why did you lie?”

Understanding hit me when I saw his smug expression.He’d been rough on purpose,to scare me into admitting it.

But his lips felt so good on my blushed cheeks, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck, savoring the feel of his warmth around me again. “You sounded so sure, I didn’t think you’d actually believe me.”

“You should’ve told me. I could’ve hurt you.” Zach tried to lift himself above me but I pulled him back down, not ready to let go yet. I’d caught the slight undertone to his words and I knew he was pretending he wasn’t upset at what had just happened. We’d both promised no more lies, and I’d just broken it. All I wanted was to pull him close and apologize with more than words.

“Sorry,” I whispered, hugging him close.

He pushed his hands between my body and the mattress, wrapping them around me and holding me tight. I felt so safe and secure in his embrace, I never wanted to let go. “Don’t be. It’s okay. You’re not ready.”

I pulled away and turned him to see how serious I was. “I want to. I was just nervous.”

He frowned again, looking all handsome. “Yeah, I don’t know…”

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