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My legs shake, my essence pooling as Damien happily receives every drop.
I'm left panting, sweat covering my body, absolutely exhausted but also exhilarated. I’ve given myself to the perfect man. And yet, this is just the beginning.
I watch as Damien pulls back, his eyes searching my face for any sign of discomfort.
"Are you okay?" He asks, his voice husky.
A smile tugs at the corner of my lips, my breath still ragged.
"I've never been better," I assure him, my voice barely above a whisper. "I can get used to this."
He laughs, a deep sound that makes my heart flutter. Rising from the bed, he reaches for his jeans, the fabric rustling as he moves. His readiness is mirrored in my own anticipation, a pulsing desire for what's to come.
Damien, my first. Damien, hopefully, my last.
My body still thrums with the aftershocks of pleasure, a sweet reminder of what we've shared and a tantalizing promise of what's yet to come.
As Damien's jeans pool around his ankles, my eyes widen at the sight that greets me. He's large, even beneath the fabric of his dark blue briefs, his shaft presenting an outline that both intimidates and excites me.
I watch in anticipation as he steps out of his discarded jeans, my heart pounding against my chest.
Caught in my blatant admiration, Damien teases me, a playful smirk on his lips.
"Hey, Sophie, my eyes are up here,"
I pretend to be annoyed, scrunching up my nose at him, but I can't hide the heat creeping into my cheeks.
"Do you want to waste time chatting?" I challenge him, my voice betraying the nervous excitement coursing through me.
I'm slightly embarrassed, my insecurities creeping in as I wonder if he would've preferred someone more experienced. But as he climbs back onto the bed, laying his body atop mine, his words make any doubts I have vanish.
"You're perfect. You're my girl, and I will make sure to never give you a reason to leave again," he whispers, kissing me with a tenderness that makes my heart flutter.
His promise echoes in my ears as he positions his beautiful thick cock at my entrance, guiding himself slowly and carefully inside me.
I grit my teeth, my fingers clenching the sheets as a mix of pain and pleasure floods my senses. Damien is gentle, yet I’m not used to having something inside me – let alone something that big, that… impressive.
He moves slowly, inch by inch filling me as I adjust to his size. It's uncomfortable, yes, but there's a certain pleasure in the stretch, in the intimacy of the moment.
He pauses, his hand cupping my cheek as he looks at me with concern.
"Do you want me to stop?"
His worry tugs at my heart, but I shake my head vehemently, "No," I assure him, my voice firm despite the tears prickling my eyes, "I can take it. I want this."
His eyes search mine, looking for any hint of discomfort, but I smile at him, assuring him once more that I'm okay.
I trust Damien. I know he would never hurt me. And as he moves again, I close my eyes, surrendering to this new world of pleasure and pain.
He thrusts inside me, his body strong and steady, and I can't help but marvel at how I got so lucky.
He's everything I've dreamed of - tall, broad-shouldered, protective, and with a kindness that shines through every gesture. He’s the type of man I never thought would give me a second glance, but here he is, making love to me, the shy curvy girl who fell head over heels for him.
The promise of a life together, the dream of waking up next to him every day, fuels the fire within me. His thrusts are merciless, each coaxing a moan from my lips and arching my back in pure bliss.
This isn't a dream. It's my reality - our reality. A life together, a bond marked by intimacy and trust. As he continues to move, his muscular arms suddenly capture my wrists, pinning them above my head.
His rhythm quickens, his hips hitting mine with a force that wipes all traces of discomfort away, replaced by pure, unadulterated pleasure. The pressure builds, a storm threatening to break as his movements become more fervent, more desperate.
