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He cups me between my legs again, with his other arm bracing himself up, near my face. We are so close and I can feel every breath he takes.

Our chests are together, and I can feel our hearts beating like we are one. In this moment we are.

He slips two fingers inside me, curling them, and I gasp at the sudden feeling of being filled. “I’m ready.”

I don’t care if it hurts, I know this will be the best hurt I will ever experience. I’m soaked, and I can hear it with every touch of his fingers sliding in and out of me.

His eyes move from my face to his fingers that are moving in and out of me. My lips are trembling from the pleasure.

He kisses my jittery lips, and I fall apart with his fingers wiggling inside, stretching me.

I orgasm, clenching my hands against his, holding onto him. He smiles when he sees my eyes flutter open. “You are beautiful.”

I smile back at him, and I open my legs wider for his fingers to slide further inside me. He’s slowly easing his fingers in and out of me. Moving between my legs, leaning back on his knees and onto his claves.

He doesn’t let the pleasure wain; his thumb rubs my clit and I arch into his hand. I know I’m soaking his hand and the bed.

He holds his dick in his hand, running his hand along the base to the tip. “Are you sure?” he asks me once last time, making sure that I truly want to.

“More than anything.”

He closes his eyes for a moment, moving over me until we are face to face.

One hand is between our bodies, the other is near my face with his face above mine. “Wait, I’m not on any birth control,” I tell him when I feel him press against my entrance. My body is trying to resist him, but the head slips in, and I try to relax the best I can.

“So...”

My eyes widen in shock. What is he saying?

He smirks. “Darlin, you wanted a family. I’m going to give you that.” He kisses my cheek, rubbing my clit harder. My mind slips from the fact that he just told me that he wants to knock me up.

All I can think about is that he is filling me with his cock, little by little, inch by inch.

The pain is there, the stretching, but I’m so wet and ready for him the pain is minimal and almost immediately turns to pleasure.

I lean forward, kissing him. “Are you okay?” he asks me, looking down at where he is seated all the way inside of me.

My first thought is holy shit he actually fit. Second, I’m not a virgin anymore. “I’m okay.” I kiss his lips, needing to feel the contact with him. He slips out of me, and I look down to see the blood coating his dick.

His nose flairs at the sight. “The sign that only I have been inside you, and I will be the only fucking man to touch you.” He growls, sliding out completely and pushing all the way back in, gently.

I gasp at the feeling, the slight pain, but it’s intoxicating feeling so full. “The feeling of being inside you, I’m finally home,” he whispers in my ear. He takes both of my hands lifting them above my head, our fingers intertwined.

My legs raise to his hips, and it brings him in deeper, his whole body is lying on top of mine.

“I’m addicted.” I kiss his cheek. “The way you feel inside me, it’s the best feeling in the world.”

He shivers, and slides all the way out, both of us watching as he pulls out and slides back inside me.

My eyes roll back, the pain turning to straight pleasure with every push and pull.

He kisses my neck, and my stomach is doing flips from all the butterflies. “God, I’m so close already.”

I heard the horror stories of your first time, but this is unlike anything I ever imagined. I can feel the way he cares about me with every touch, every movement.

The way he looks at me.

He lifts my hands higher above my head, and I bring my legs up higher, pressing them into his sides. It’s erotic to feel him move himself in and out of me.

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