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Nicole is staring at me with a look that would normally scare me. It’s the look a woman gives when she’s really into you. I’ve been running from this look all my life, but right now I’m so grateful she feels that way, because I feel it too. I don’t ever want her to go anywhere. Nicole is mine, whether she knows it or not. I don’t want her to want for anything, and I’ll be sure to keep her satisfied so she doesn’t.
Her ass moves, against my forearm and I remember how we crashed into the wall, completely neglecting to check on her. Running my hand over her back as I hold her small frame with one arm, I try to check to make sure she’s okay. Honestly, I’m not really holding her. Between her legs wrapped around my midsection and her arms holding onto my neck, she’s holding herself.
"Are you okay, baby?" I finally break the silence, my hands still running up and down her back, but I don’t feel any scars or bruises.
What shocks me the most is the concern in my voice, and my stomach. I don’t want anything to be wrong with or, or for anyone to hurt her, especially not me.
Gently rubbing her nose against the side of my face, she melts all the anxiety I feel in an instant. A giddy grin spreads across my face. I feel like a teenage the way she makes me gush.
"I love when you call me ‘baby’," her voice is soft and strained. I can hear the exhaustion, and knowing I’ve drained her that way makes me beam with pride.
"Well, I love when you moan my name, so I guess we’re even." I smile looking into her eyes like we’re on a romance movie, but that’s how I feel. She’s a dream. And I didn’t tell her I love her, just that I lover something she does. There’s a difference.
"That was amazing," she says after a few giggles and I turn her face to mine to kiss her hard, brisk.
"You’re amazing," I remind her between kisses.
"Do you have to go?" She pouts in a whiny tone.
"Are you kicking me out again?" I raise my eyebrows, feigning disappointment.
"Oh stop it!" She throws her head back in exasperation and I attack her neck with soft kisses, my palms pressed flat against her back as I hold her up.
"Why, baby? Tell me what you want," I say between sprinkling kisses, her soft skin damp and warm beneath my lips.
"You," she breathes.
"Huh?" I stop, titling my head as I try to understand what she meant.
My attention seems to embarrass her; that innocence returning even though my cock is still inside of her. How she can manage to blush with innocence in such a predicament is beyond me. Rubbing the tips of our noses together, I smile and she returns the gesture, her hair falling onto my shoulder.
"What do you want, baby?" I whisper on her lips.
"I want you," she repeats, and this time it makes sense.
"Nicole, you’ve got me, baby," and I doubt she knows, but I mean that in many ways, because this girl has got me in the palm of her hand like no one ever has before. Whatever she wants, she can have. All she has to do is look at something twice and I’ll move mountains to make it hers. Besides, how much more can she want me? We are still connected for Christ’s sake!
"I want you all day," she whispers on my lips before puckering and kissing me.
"All day?" I repeat like I’m considering her request, but really I’m ecstatic. I don’t want to go anywhere. There is literally nowhere in the world I’d rather be than inside of her with her hands wrapped around me.
"All day," she repeats, kissing me softly once more.
"Hmm…" I continue my pretend contemplation, but before I can break into a smile, she reacts.
"Please, baby," she whines in the cutest pout, using her arms to pull herself up my body, gently tugging at my bottom lip with her white teeth before offering me her pink lips.
I feel myself harden inside her, and her hum as I kiss her lets me know she feels it too. Being around her like this gives me a weird feeling deep in my gut, but I like it. I may have fucked a bunch of women, but I’ve never experienced intimacy like this in my life. It feels good.
Walking to her bed, I notice the blood stain on her sheet for the first time, the evidence of her virginity. She really is mine, and I know I don’t want to fuck this up. She’s special and I have to protect this feeling.
"You can have whatever you want, Nicole," I finally answer her, and she smirks before responding.
"Even you?" she chirps.
"I already told you, you have me, baby," I remind me.
"All day?" She asks with perked eyebrows.
