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I didn’t anticipate losing my virginity like this.
My body tenses involuntarily, readying for the initial bite, but it doesn’t come.
Weston slides the head of his cock inside me and slowly pulls it back out, rubbing it across my clit before sliding it back inside. Over and over.
My body trembles with fear. With arousal. With anticipation. I want it.
“I need it.”
I don’t realize I’ve spoken out loud until he replies, “Tell me. Tell me how badly you need me buried inside you.”
I can’t. I don’t know how. I don’t know what words to say and how to say them. I don’t know what he wants to hear. So slowly, he pushes inside me, just barely, and pulls back out once again. I groan and rage internally.
“Please,” I beg.
“I need it.” His cock slides across my clit.
“I want it.” He presses inside me.
“All of it,” I plead.
That pressure builds inside me once more, demanding that I pay attention, that I stoke those embers into wild, burning flames and let go. His hand reaches around my waist, his fingers deftly coaxing that inferno closer and closer. I moan, my head hanging, my breaths short, panting. His cock flexes inside me, still just the head, but I feel it swell and jump inside me.
That wave is nearly on top of me now, threatening to crash and roar over me.
“Please,” I pant, arching my ass for him, begging with every fiber of my being.
He pushes into me.
There’s a quick, piercing flash of pain. Sharp and fierce. But then he’s in me, fully seated inside. His finger is circling my clit, around and around. He doesn’t make a move to slide out. That wave receded a bit when he pressed in, but now it’s building again. My veins feel like they’re flooding with liquid fire.
“So fucking tight.” He grinds into me. His cock’s buried so deep I press a hand to my stomach and fully expect to feel him there. His fingers pause, and I want to cry out.No. Don’t stop.Please don’t stop. I’m almost there. I can feel that flutter forming, ready to spread out and explode through my body. I whimper and edge my own hand down my stomach to that sensitive nub.
He pulls my hand away, slides out an inch, then pushes back into me, thrusting his cock home inside me and slapping four fingers across my clit.
I’m too stunned to move. To speak. He caresses it with gentle fingers, barely trailing across that one spot I so desperately need him to touch.
One breath. Two. And then he smacks my clit again.
The wave stops rolling to a crest. It stops the gentle laps toward shore, and with another stinging slap against my clit, that wave shatters, exploding outward like a tsunami. I scream into the forest with the force of my release, scream until my throat burns and my body heats with the rolling crescendo.
His cock slides out of me and thrusts back in hard and fast, in and out, each stroke sending those waves back up, refusing to let them bank and die out at the shore. Harder and harder, he fucks me. I clench around him, suctioning his cock tighter and tighter with each tremor.
“You like that, Little Dove? Such a good girl.”
His hands grip my hips now, squeezing them tightly as he glides that magnificent cock along my insides and slams back into me. My voice is hoarse. I can barely speak, only managing to pant out a single word with every thrust.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
With a final thrust, he pulls my hips and grinds his cock inside me, grinds his pelvis as deep as it will physically go. That spiraling wave reaches higher once more, and when his cock jumps... when it pulses inside me, that storm erupts once more.
“Mine. You’re mine now, Little Dove.”
My pussy clenches around him, sucking, milking every drop.
He leans over my back, presses a kiss between my shoulder blades, and repeats his claim once more. “You’re mine.”
