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“I’m sorry,” she whispers, looking ashamed.
“Don’t be fuckin’ sorry, it’s perfect.” The thought of her body being untouched and unexplored makes me feral, like some kinda wild animal wanting to mark her with my scent.
“Have you ever come before?” I ask, hoping to all that's fuckin’ holy that I get to be the one who gives her her first orgasm. I’ll bet she looks adorable when she comes.
“No.” She looks back at me through our reflection so sincerely.
“Stay relaxed, okay, and trust me.” I slide another finger inside her, stroking her on the inside while my thumb makes circles against her clit. Her body is so tense. I don’t know if it’s outta fear, pain, or pleasure, but the soft little moans she makes tell me I’m doing something right.
I kiss her jaw while she stares at me in the mirror, her eyes getting wider and a little more helpless with each stroke my fingers make.
“Ash.” She whispers my name, clinging hold of my forearm like she’s fearing what comes next. “There’s, erm…I…”
“You're gonna come for me,” I whisper, “All over my fingers, and inside these cute little shorts. I grip her earlobe with my teeth again, and it sets her off. Her hips push back against me as she clamps around my fingers, and when she starts to get too loud, I slide my hand over her mouth to silence her.
“Baby, I’d love to hear you scream, but Earl needs his beauty sleep.”
I wait for her to come down from her high before spinning her around and kissing her, forcing the fingers I had inside her between our lips so we can both taste that first orgasm that belongs to me. Already, I know it won’t be enough.
“I take it you're not on any protection?” I check, in between kisses.
“No.” She suddenly pulls back, looking all bewildered. “I didn’t even think about that? How could I forget something so important?” She starts to panic, and I quickly take her hand so I can calm her down.
“Relax, I got it covered.” I guide her to the bed, sitting her on the edge, while opening the top drawer of my nightstand and taking out a rubber.
“How efficient of you.” I hear the sarcasm in her tone as I place it between my teeth and start taking off my jeans.
“Hey, you never know when a hot virgin is gonna knock on your door and ask you to corrupt her.” I kick my jeans across the floor and watch her eyes double in size when she looks down and sees me fully naked.
“Holyfuck!” Her mouth drops open, and I wonder how it would feel to slip my cock in that gap she’s made. “I…erm….You’re hung.” Her eyes lift back up to mine, and I can’t make out if it’s shock or fear in them.
“There's more than just one Moby in this town, now.” I laugh to myself, then when I notice her confusion, I shake my head and get back on track.
“You're gonna be fine. I’ll be gentle.” I feel my cock throbbing with the need to be inside her, and when I look down, I get what's got her looking so scared; it seems bigger than usual, and its veins are strained like they're gonna burst.
I quickly rip open the condom with my teeth and get it covered. I’m already leaking with pre-cum like a fuckin’ teenager, and I know once I’m inside her, I won’t last long. This girl and her pure little body seem to defy all the fuckin’ rules. I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life, and I already know there's no way in hell I’m gonna let her go after this. She’s just gonna have to face up and fight her demons with me.
“Lie back and stretch wide for me,” I tell her, taking the waist of her shorts and dragging them off her thighs. Her pussy is glistening for me, begging to be fuckin’ eaten, and I don’t deprive myself a second longer. I get on my knees, grip her thighs, and sink my head between them.
“Ash.” She says my name in that desperate voice again, gripping my hair so tight it almost hurts. My tongue laps up any remnants of her orgasm, and when I split her lips apart with my fingers, I look up at her as I lick between them and watch her build up to another one.
“You wanna come on my tongue now, too?” I smile, pressing a kiss against the inside of her thigh and making her groan in frustration when I crawl back up her body. “You taste so fuckin’ innocent. A good guy would leave you intact.” I press my finger against her clit so I can feel it pulse. “Shame I’m not a good guy, eh, darlin’?” I kiss her, ensuring she tastes herself on my tonguebefore I delve back down to finish what I started, making her hips start jerking against the mattress.
“That’s a good girl, ride my face. Come on my tongue,” I tell her, looking up and watching her lose control. Her hands are in her hair, her face is all screwed up, and with one slow and steady lick through her pussy lips, I tip over the edge.
“Fuck!” she screams up at the ceiling, as she floods my tongue and buries her face in her hands. “Fuck. Fuck.FUCK!” Her legs are trembling, her mind is distracted, and I decide now is the perfect time to break her.
Raising on my knees, I grip her hips and position her right where I want her, then with more care and consideration than I’ve ever given anything in my entire life, I slowly push inside her.
“Agggghhhhh!” She fists the bed sheets, and I stop when I get a few inches deep.
“How does it feel?” I check she’s not hurting, at least any more than it should be.
“Big.” She manages one of her sassy little smiles, and I have to grip the sheet myself to stop myself from pushing in all the way. I can feel her body throbbing around me, trying to resist me, and I keep still, allowing myself to enjoy the way she adjusts.
“I can take it,” she assures me, putting on a brave face and looking determined.
“Okay.” I kiss her forehead before inching inside her some more, fighting her body's efforts to push me out, so I can make her completely mine. She pants sweetly, her eyes water, and I can’t think of a time when I’ve ever taken so much pleasure from someone else's pain. I can’t think of a time when I’ve ever wanted so much to make someone feel better, either.
