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“You’re so hot inside, baby,” he said. “How does that feel?”
“O-okay.”
He opened me up with a second finger, and I gasped as he stroked my prostate. It was new, everything was new. It was all so intense.
“That feel good, love?”
“So fucking good.”
Rhys slid in a third finger, and I cried out.
“Mm,” he said, leaning down to kiss me as he slowly fucked me with his fingers. “Good boy.” I whimpered. “You’re doing so well, baby. You look so good getting fucked with my fingers. So hot like this.”
I felt like I was coming apart. Playing like this with Rhys always felt real because he fell into it completely and took me with him. My ass felt tight and my nipples hypersensitive. I felt nerves over being fucked for the first time, like my body didn’t know the difference.
He added more lube and finger-fucked me until I was groaning and begging him.
“You want my cock, baby?” Rhys crooned. “Want me to fuck you with it? You wanna know how it feels to get fucked?”
“Yes, fuck, yes, Rhys, please, oh God.”
“Okay, but you have to promise to tell me if it’s too much and I’ll stop. You promise?”
I nodded desperate, clenching around him, needing more.
“Say it.”
“I promise, Rhys, please.”
“What do you promise?”
“I promise I’ll—oh fuck—I’ll tell you if . . . if your cock inside me is too–too much for me.”
Rhys groaned and dropped his forehead down on my chest for a moment. I fucking loved how much this was doing it for him.
“It might be too big,” I added, to feel Rhys’s cock jerk again. “But I’ll try.”
“God, fuck. Such a good boy for me,” Rhys said, and I shuddered.
He slicked himself up and pressed gently against my hole.
“I want you to try and relax, okay, sweetheart?”
I nodded, and Rhys began to slide inside me so slow it was nearly torture.
When he was halfway in, I gasped and put my hand on his shoulder. “Wait a second,” I said. I could feel Rhys throbbing inside me, see the concentration on his face. I took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”
He slid the rest of the way in, feeling impossibly huge, and I threw my head back. He was filling me so perfectly, and I wanted it to last forever. “Oh God,” I moaned. “Oh my God. I . . . are you all the way inside me?”
Rhys gave a desperate laugh like he was barely keeping it together. “Yeah. You’re fucking killing me, baby. So fucking hot.” He ran a shaking hand down my chest, and I looked up at him. He was so damned beautiful. Wild blond hair, snapping blue eyes, mouth swollen from kissing me. I loved him so much.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said. “I want to know what it feels like.” I pulled him by the hips, as if I could get him deeper inside me, and he groaned and started to fuck me.
He was like liquid heat inside me, moving in deep, slow strokes that had me shaking in minutes. He started to move faster, and the friction lit every nerve ending. I was crying out with every thrust, and Rhys was shaking above me.
“Oh God, you feel so good,” I moaned.
Rhys changed the angle, hitting my prostate, and I fell apart. I didn’t even touch my cock, I just closed my eyes and felt him deep inside me, and my orgasm washed over me.
I was coming and screaming and shooting in pulses over my stomach. Rhys’s belly slid slick against mine as he kept thrusting deep inside me and then he whimpered and I felt him swell, then flood me with heat. He shuddered against me and clutched at my shoulders as he came, and I kept my legs wrapped tight around him.
We were both breathing hard and Rhys groaned low in my ear. “Fuck, that was amazing.”
I kept my eyes closed because I didn’t want it to end. I wanted to live forever in a world where this was my first time, with Rhys, right before our wedding. Before he could end it, I covered my face with my hand and said, “You felt so good. I didn’t know it would feel like that.” Rhys groaned again, weakly.
“I tried to be gentle since it was your first time,” he purred. “But you were so fucking sexy I lost it a little bit at the end. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No. You were perfect. It was perfect.”
Tears pricked my eyes at how perfect it was. How much I wanted to remember it just this way.
“Matty,” Rhys said softly. He stroked my hair back from my flushed face and kissed my cheek, then my mouth. “It’s okay, love.”
I threw my arms around him.
“Now that you fucked me, you can’t ever leave me,” I said. I’d meant it to sound half joking, but it didn’t.
