Page 48 of Blood Money

“Kendall?” I knew she probably didn’t have a lot of experience because of how shy she was, but I had no idea she was a virgin. If I hadn’t been careful and worked my way in, I would’ve thrust in and it would’ve been awful for her.

I started to pull back, but she quickly wrapped those toned legs around me.

“No. I want this,” she insisted, her mesmerizing green eyes pleading with me.

“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” I tried to argue, but she tightened her legs, pulling me in until I could feel the barrier her body had in place give slightly.

A glare lowered her brows as she narrowed her gaze. “If it’s not you, it’ll be someone else. One way or another, one day I’ll lose it. I want it to be you.”

The thought of someone else inside her like this made me see red and violently grind my teeth. She wasmine.

With that thought, I drew back slowly and pushed in firmly until she cried out, pain flashing on her face. Holding still, I waited until that look slowly dissipated and the hunger returned. I released the breath I’d been holding and repeated the motion until I was fully seated in her and we were one.

A single tear leaked from the corner of her eye, and I pressed a kiss to it, catching it on the tip of my tongue.

“Are you okay?” I whispered as I softly rubbed my cheek on hers and nuzzled the track of her tears. I wished I could return those tears to her eyes, but I couldn’t. Instead, I would show her I appreciated the pain she’d taken on for me.

“Yes, I’m good,” she assured me, though it ended in a stuttered inhale.

I flexed my hips slightly, and she met me with hers, making me squeeze my lids shut. “You feel so good, but I don’t want you to hurt if it’s too much.”

“I’m okay now. Just a little tender, but I need you to move. Does that make sense?”

Honestly, I wasn’t sure. I’d never in my life been with a virgin. But I took it to mean she was good—at least good enough to continue. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”

She nodded, and I slid out slowly before going back in. When she didn’t protest but instead gripped my shoulders and urged me on with her legs, I repeated the motion. Each time was utter heaven—and hell just the same. The animalistic side of me yearned to fuck her hard and empty into her after she came around me. Shoving aside the greed of that beast, I kept with that steady pace until sweat broke out on my face and back.

“More,” she urged, and I ducked my head to her shoulder as I clenched my eyes shut.

“Baby,” I groaned in both protest and need.

“I’m fine. I need more.”

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” I replied through gritted teeth as I tried my damnedest not to come at the thought of what I wanted to do.

“Me either, but I know I need… something… more… harder…. God, Vittorio, Ineed….”

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. But I lifted my head and stared into her eyes, which had darkened to the forest at midnight.

“Please….”

At her plea, I withdrew and plunged in, my eyes nearly crossing at how goddamn good it felt.

“Yes,” she hissed, and I pulled back to drive into her hot, snug pussy again. When her hips met mine and she dug her nails in, I let loose.

“Oh my God,” she gasped, and her eyes rolled when I thrust in and out harder and faster.

The way she begged me for more along with the knowledge that I was the first man in her tight cunt freed the beast. I lost myself in her body, and she followed the instincts she’d been born with, seeking her pleasure and using me to get there. As she rubbed against me with each stroke, I growled, and my muscles started to tense. I gritted my teeth as I held myself in check, but I wasn’t gonna make it.

“You need to come. Please, Kendall, you gotta come,” I begged.

Shifting my weight to one elbow, I reached between us to kickstart her. The first touch of my thumb to her clit made her eyes go wide, and her mouth parted on a gasp. The walls of her pussy tightened, and I thought I would die right then and there. When she got so tight that I could barely keep moving, I gripped her thigh and lifted her leg to allow me in deeper. She exploded, and her throbbing milked my orgasm straight out of my goddamn spine.

The ecstasy seemed to pulse through us for hours as we clung to each other. My muscles were drawn tight, and I didn’t ever want to let her go. I’d been with a lot of girls before her, but sex hadneverbeen like that. I didn’t even know what that was.

It took a while before the post-euphoric haze lifted. Reluctantly, I left her body. I carefully removed the condom and tied it off, then wrapped it in a tissue from her nightstand and tossed it into her trash by the door. “Two points,” I called out, and she laughed. Then I gathered her in my arms and rested my chin on the top of her head.

While I didn’t know what the hell we’d just shared, what I did know was I wanted to feel that for the rest of my life.

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