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His whole body is a dream I never want to wake from. Don’t ask me why that happy trail on his lower belly makes me like jelly, I don’t exactly know. But he’s beautiful. His arms are muscled, his shoulders broad. The sight of him coils arousal heat between my legs.
And that tattoo. The dragon curves around his side, wings open, bright and determined, black, red and gold, breathing fire. It speaks of his determination and the power he’s built up from nothing.
“Yes,” he replies finally. “From there, little sunshine dragon. You’re going to do your job—which is to use your boss’ cock to take your virginity. I’m going to instruct you and praise you and encourage you, as I should have done since day one.”
“What, you should have laid down in the office eighteen months ago and had me straddle you?” I quip.
He grabs my hips and pushes me back so my pussy is right over the thick, hard ridge of his cock, then flexes upwards. The movement shoots pure bright pleasure through me, so quick I immediately want it back. Not an orgasm, just excitement, as though every cell in me is attuning itself to him.
“Yes. I should have. You were meant to be mine and I wasted a year and a half telling myself you were too young and innocent for a grumpy old bastard like me.”
“I like your grumpy bastard side,” I laugh. Easing down as though in a press-up, I kiss him lightly on the mouth. My breasts brush his chest. “And you’re the perfect age to know things to teach me. To be powerful and strong and look after me as no one else ever has.” Who needs family when I have him?
“I will look after you, in every way. Don’t you worry.” He runs his hands possessively down my sides, then up my spine until he reaches my hair, gathering it together. “So beautiful.” I arch as he draws my head back, tugging on my hair the perfect amount to sensitise my scalp and send pleasure skittering through me, right to my core.
Rafe slowly pulls harder, and I gasp and scramble to lift myself up, holding myself on that delicious chest of his.
“Sit on my cock, pretty girl,” he says in a deep rasping voice that makes me tremble. “Then I want you to come all over me before I flip you over and pound you into the mattress. Fill you up and give you a baby.”
I shudder with the electric heat from his words. Dirty. I’m so glad I got him naked, but if I thought it would make him less intimidating, I was dead wrong. His self-assurance is bone-deep, not some flimsy thing that relies on his perfectly tailored suit, or even his wealth and power.
“Now, Ella. I can’t hold back much longer,” he warns. Releasing my hair, he smooths his palms down my front, pausing to stroke my nipples and squeeze my waist, until he reaches my thighs. “Push yourself up, and give yourself to me.”
My muscles tighten, and before I know it, he’s reached behind me to wedge his cock into place, right in the soaking folds of my sex.
“That’s it,” he croons. “Feel how hard I am for you, my love. I want your snug little pussy, and I can feel how desperate you are for my cock.”
My legs, not used to this position, are already struggling.
“Just sit down.”
But… He’s so big at my entrance. I don’t know if I can do this without breaking in two. I wobble uncertainly.
“Ella,” Rafe rumbles. “You’re going to take my cock tonight. I know you can, I know you will.”
I nod, because I really do want to. It’s just…
“I’m afraid.”
“I know.” He touches his fingertips to my chin and draws me to look into his piercing blue eyes. I’m immediately lost. “But you’re my brave girl and I promise this is going to feel like heaven once we get past breaking you in.”
“Oh god, why is that hot?”
He chuckles as he brings his hand to my clit and begins to circle his thumb.
“It will feel superb for me from the first. It already does for me. The soft folds of your pussy on the tip is enough to drive me wild. But you told me you didn’t think I appreciated you. So look at me and see the truth, my love.”
It’s like that touch is a release catch, and I begin to sink onto him. And yeah, ouch. It’s a pinch that spikes me, but it’s also a delicious stretch.
“See how much pleasure you’re giving me,” he continues without hesitation, and yeah, I can see. It’s obvious he’s enjoying this. “Let me tell you that your tight pussy is the best thing I’ve ever known. That I love you and I’m going to make up every bit of pain to you a thousand-fold in pleasure like you’ve never known as I lick you and fuck you and make you come and tell you that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I sink down just enough that the head of his cock goes in. I pause, keening from the back of my throat.
“My good girl. I’m resisting the urge to thrust upwards and fill you completely,” he says through gritted teeth. “Because you’re doing a great job. I’m proud of you.”
I wiggle my hips, and get him in a bit more. It’s so tight. He’s hard and hot and I can feel this is only the start. I’m about to say I can’t do this when my body relaxes, gives, and I slide right down, our hips touching. I swear I go cross-eyed. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
“That’s it.” Rafe strokes my clit, and where I was full before, stuffed, now I’m on the edge of something wider and more overwhelming. Pleasure. “You’re doing so well.”
