Page 86 of Damaged Mogul
I place my hands on her ass, pulling her close. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
She does as she’s told, cradling my erection with her warmth.
I push inside her.
Lily hitches a breath.
She’s so fucking tight.
I try again.
The second time around, I thrust into her with such force, an animalistic growl drops from my lips.
She clings onto my shoulders, digging her nails into my skin, and lets out an agonizing sound.
All movement stops, the muscles in my body stiffening.
She’s in pain?
What the fuck?
Was I too rough?
Did I hurt her?
Her labored breathing echoes through the bathroom.
My chest heaves.
I pull away from her until our eyes meet.
I stare at her, an unspoken question burning my tongue.
She averts her gaze.
I grip her chin, forcing her attention on me.
“Talk to me.”
Nothing.
“Are you a virgin?”
She answers with a one-shoulder shrug.
“Words, Lily.”
“I’m not anymore.”
My jaw comes unhinged.
That confirmation lands like a grenade.
For the love of God.
Regret washes over me.
“Oh, baby.” My voice is strangled. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
