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He swallowed the lump in his throat and guided his cock into place, pushing gently but steadily, her body resisting the intrusion.
“Try and relax for me.”
“I’m trying,” she said through gritted teeth, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“N-no, just give me a moment.”
Remembering the way she’d reacted when he’d caressed her clit, he swirled the small vines around his cock over the sensitive area. She gasped, and her body softened, just a little but it was enough for his cock to finally breach her entrance. The impossibly hot, wet, silky heat surrounding the head of his cock was too much and fire raced down his spine as his climax swept over him, his cock jerking helplessly as his seed erupted, filling her narrow channel and easing the way enough for him to slide a few inches deeper.
When he recovered enough to raise his head, he saw to his horror that her face was wet with tears.
CHAPTER 11
“I’m hurting you,” Marsh said, the pleasure evaporating from his face, but Rorie quickly shook her head.
“I just need another moment.”
Or two. The overwhelming stretch was shocking as much as painful, the wide head stimulating places she didn’t even know she had. Even though she knew he’d come, his cock didn’t seem to have softened at all, still thick and hard inside her, his body tense as he struggled not to move.
When he started to withdraw, she quickly shook her head and tightened her legs around his waist.
“I need you to wait a little longer.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I just need…” She cautiously circled her hips and the shock morphed into a jolt of unexpected pleasure, aided by the vines swirling over her clit. “I need more of that.”
He exhaled, his face relaxing.
“Whatever my little bird wants.”
He remained in the same position as his vines stroked her clit, building her arousal. Then he slowly withdrew, the drag of his cock against her sensitized channel making her squirm, before thrusting back in with short strokes that filled her completely but didn’t go too deep. Each time his vine covered root grazed against her clit, another flash of pleasure ran through her, gradually increasing in intensity until she was on the verge of climax.
“God, Marsh, don’t stop.”
She gripped his shoulders desperately as the pleasure increased. He adjusted his angle, going deeper now, each stroke hitting something inside her that made her see stars.
“Let go, little bird. Come for me.”
She gave herself over to his words and the building pleasure, her whole body pulsing with his strokes, then convulsing in a long wave of bliss that echoed through her again and again as his thrusts came faster and faster. His cock thickened even more, growing harder and hotter, so hard she couldn’t even scream, could barely breathe, until he exploded in a rush of molten lava that set off another climax, her body quivering helplessly beneath his.
They lay together, still joined, until his cock slipped from her body and he rolled over to lie beside her. She immediately turned into him, content and utterly boneless with pleasure.
“That was amazing. How long does it take before we can do it again?”
He let out a surprised bark of laughter.
“Not very long, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ll let you know when I need you to stop.” She paused for a moment before adding softly. “I’m glad that you were my first.”
“And you were mine.”
They spent the day in bed, discovering the delights of each other’s bodies, although he refused to enter her again until after he’d produced a small bottle of the same oil he’d applied to her ankle. She eyed it dubiously but when he stroked a thick, oil covered finger across her swollen flesh, her doubts disappeared in a haze of pleasure.
The tingling sensation the old had left on her ankle was so much more intense on her sensitive areas. He coated his finger in the oil again and this time he slid it inside her. The tingling intensified and she squirmed eagerly.
