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“Bite my shoulder if it hurts,” I told her, my cock butting right against her barrier.
“I can take it,” she said on a soft exhale and looked up at me. “Do it.”
Fuck, that was hot.Her unflinching courage was hot as hell.
I thrust forward.
Eve grunted but didn’t bite me. Her fingers dug into my arms, no doubt leaving little bruises. Good. I wanted them to show. I wanted the reminder that if we survived this night, this had happened.
I pushed deeper inside her, and she squirmed around me.
“It’s not going to work,” she panted. “It’s too long, or something. Too big.” She reared back and glared at me. “Why does it have to be so big? Can’t you be average in anything?”
An unexpected chuckle left me at that. “I’m going to take that as a compliment, sweetheart, but don’t worry, it’s not too big. It’ll fit. I’ll make it fit. Let yourself stretch to me.” I lowered a hand between us and rubbed her clit.
“Have a lot of experience stretching out female parts with this thing?”
My chuckle died. “I don’t even remember the last time I did this, and that’s the truth.”
She was looking at me, and I tried to resist meeting her dark gaze, but it was like a magnet drawing me in.
“Let’s just say you’re not the only one experiencing something new right now.”
Our gazes held, and I could have gotten lost for the rest of my life in her eyes. She didn’t question my admission. She didn’t say anything. She arched her hips, a soft exhale leaving her. Myfinger circled the hard bud at the top of her cunt. Her pussy gripped me just like before, but now, my cock went deeper, right to the hilt.
“There we go, sweetheart. Take me all the way home,” I muttered and withdrew on a languid movement, before sliding back in.
She moaned, and I covered her mouth. “Quietly, remember?”
It felt unbelievable to slide into her virgin pussy. Being inside her felt like being reborn.
I fucked her steadily, waiting for her to come hard in my arms from the relentless rhythm of my dick and the movement of my fingers on her clit. Could a virgin even come the first time? Was it too painful to come? My question was answered when she moaned loudly against my hand, and her entire core clenched, nearly pushing my cock out. She gripped me so fucking tightly, and the wild look in her eyes sent me over the edge. She was still pulsing all around me when I came, too.
I surged deep, unable to resist the feeling of her wet heat all around me. I pumped my load inside her, jet after jet of cum leaving me and filling her up, until the wetness squelched around my length, still thrusting in tiny nudges, drawing out her pleasure. My forehead rested on hers, and when she stopped moaning, I moved my fingers from her mouth. She gazed up at me, unblinking, and then away.
Reason crept in.
Holy shit. I’d just fucked Asher’s sister, the girl who’d screwed me over. Now that the euphoria had passed and my cock was finally spent, after hours of being painfully hard, reality threatened to rush in. I pulled out of her gently and stepped back, pulling my boxers and pants back up. Eve bent down andpicked up her shorts and panties, quickly stepping into them. She pulled them up, and all I could think about was the line of cum dripping down her inner thigh. We didn’t use protection. It was my father’s worst nightmare. Maybe she’d get pregnant, like Soren had always feared, and I’d end up with a wife from the wrong side of the tracks. I didn’t hate the idea. It would be exactly what my father deserved.
I leaned on the wall and took a deep, steadying breath. For the first time since I’d started my cold-turkey nightmare, I felt peaceful. Eve smoothed her hands down her shorts and took a deep breath, too.
I should say something to her. First times were scary. Fear was my only memory of mine. The part my mind couldn’t let go of.
I might hate Eve for telling my dad about the drugs, and I might want her to pay for fucking up my life, but my fury had dampened. I’d still make her pay for her little act of snitching, but after the surprisingly spectacular fuck we’d just had, I had plenty of ideas for how I could enact my punishment on her.
Eve was antsy, looking around for something to focus on. She reached out and touched my forearm, running a finger over the black ink there.
‘What’s this for?” she was looking at the tattoo of an ancient shield. It had been my first tattoo.
“What makes you think it’s for anything?” I wondered.
She just shrugged. She was desperate to have something other than her fear to think about.
“It’s for Achilles, who was bathed in the river Styx by his mother, to make him invincible.”
“Except for his heel, right?” Eve prompted.
I nodded. “My mom always wanted me to be invincible, not like her.” And how I’d failed at that. The mess with Colette and the pill addiction were just evidence of my weakness. Eve knew all about my mom, and how cancer had taken her so young. My mom had been so strong, fighting until the end. I was nothing like her. I’d crumbled alone. The pain that surrounded thoughts of my mother, and anger that followed when I thought about the shit show that had become my life without her made the air tense. Eve felt the shift, from her creased brow.
