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“Uh, Syd,” Vince interrupts. “If you plan on doing anything else, you may not want to continue with that…”
Getting his message loud and clear, I reach for the foil packet on the pillow beside him and tear it open. Pinching the tip, I roll the condom over his cock and can’t help but grin when Vince adjusts it at the end to make sure it’s in place.
Reaching into my purse, I grab the new bottle of lube I’d picked up with the condoms and put a drop or two at his tip, before spreading it around.
Not knowing how losing one’s virginity feels for a guy, I straddle his waist once more and kiss him again. When I pull back, I offer him one last out, “Are you sure?”
He nods eagerly with a dopey grin plastered on his face. “I’m not sure I’ve ever beenmoreready. God, Syd, you are absolutely gorgeous.”
Lifting up as I kiss him once more, I guide his shaft to my center. When I know we’re lined up, I press down a bit to let him enter me, then I slowly retract to the tip again. Vince groans hungrily, and I’m encouraged to continue. Trying to let him acclimate, I repeat this process until our pelvic bones meet.
“Fuck… Syd, you feel so good,” he pants as he reaches for one breast to kiss it.
Needing to move, I set a slow and steady rhythm that will make me join him if we keep this up. “Oh, God, Vince…. This is incredible…”
As if he can read my mind, he presses a thumb to my clit and circles as I pick up my pace riding his cock. “I’m not sure how long…” he starts, but I interrupt.
“Me, too… Right there. I’m so close…”
All thought goes out the window as I chase this orgasm with him. The moment I start to break, Vince practically roars as he lets go and pulsates right along with me.
His eyes meet mine, and he brushes the hair from my face as he kisses me through the last shivering quakes of my orgasm.
When I’m completely spent and barely have the ability to form coherent thought, I slump to his chest, his cock still twitching inside me with the new movement.
“You okay, Syd?” His voice is filled with concern.
“More than okay,” I assure him. “You?”
His chest rumbles with laughter. “Are you kidding me? I don’t think I have a drop of cum left in me. You’re a fucking goddess who’s completely wrecked me. I didn’t think it could be like this.”
“It typically isn’t,” I admit. “I haven’t had a connection like this with anyone.”
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
If this is how sex with Vince will be every time … I am done for.
