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“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked.
My body immediately reacted to the question. Dirty talk. He liked it from me. And surprisingly, I liked it from him.
“Fuck me,” I said.
That was the first time those words had come out of my mouth. They sent warmth straight to my...
“Pussy.”
I didn’t realize I’d spoken that word out loud until I noticed him staring at me. It was a weird thing to just blurt out.
“What was that?” he asked.
He wanted me to say the “p” word again. And no telling what else.
“I want you to fuck my pussy,” I said.
“That’s my girl,” he said. “Now, spread your legs so I can come inside you and make you mine.”
4
JULIAN
Make you mine? Had I actually said those words? I’d thought them, but telling a woman I wanted to make her mine was a sure way to scare her off.
If Gwendolyn minded, though, she didn’t show it. In fact, she gave me a naughty smile and wrapped her legs around me, tugging me toward her.
“Be gentle,” she said. “It might hurt.”
This was where it got serious. We could talk dirty all we wanted, but this was her first time. I needed to make it as romantic as possible.
She sucked in a breath as I eased inside her. It reminded me to move slowly, but it wasn’t easy. As her walls embraced my cock, every nerve in my body was on alert. I was going to come inside her and make her mine.
As I stared down at her, my words came back to me. I should regret saying them, but I meant every word of it. I wanted her to be mine. Because I for damn sure was hers now.
“Does that hurt?” I asked as I inched slightly deeper.
She’d lost the grimace, but that was hardly pleasure on her face. If anything, she looked like she was trying to figure out what was happening.
“No.” She shook her head. “It’s tight, but it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
She didn’t have to tell me she was tight. I’d never imagined being inside a woman could feel like this. With every movement inside her, those warm folds encircled me, stroking me and driving me to the edge.
“I’m going to flip us around,” I suddenly said. “You ride me.”
At my words, her movements froze, and she stared up at me. She’d assumed we were in the home stretch. I’d shoot my load inside her, pull out, and thank her for her service.
Like hell, I would.
“Trust me,” I said.
Her expression softened, and I knew she felt this too. She trusted me with her heart, her body, her soul.
It was awkward, but we reversed position until I was on my back and she was straddling me. Yes, that was much better.
“Oh, it’s tight again,” Gwendolyn said as she guided me inside her.
For a brief moment, I second guessed this decision. Maybe missionary was best for the first time. It wasn’t like I deflowered virgins every day.
