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“Don’t tell me to stop, baby,” I half beg, half order her. “Don’t you fucking dare.” I don’t know what I’ll do if she tells me to stop. I won’t force her, but god, I’m so hard up for her right now I don’t know if I have the capability of stopping now. I think I’m beyond that point.

I forget how I told myself I was going to be gentle with her for her first time. How I wanted to make her first time something sweet and special.

I wrap my arms around her back and thrust up into her, tearing through her hymen in one push.

She cries out, and my eyes roll back in my head at her tightness.

Fuck, nothing has ever felt so right, and I know that inside her is where I’m meant to be.

* * *

Summer

I think on some deep level I always knew it would happen like this. That I would lose my virginity in the ocean that I love so much.

It’s not gentle or sweet like I always imagined my first time would be.

No, it’s rough and real and raw. It’s wild like the ocean churning around us.

Dane plunges into me over and over again as the waves crash around us.

It’s primal, and while that first thrust had felt like it tore me in two, the pain quickly morphed into pleasure.

A pleasure so intense it’s building and pulsing in my veins in time with my erratic pulse.

Dane senses it as he groans and lowers his lips to my neck to suck on my pulse.

He’s hard and thick as he drives up into me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I vaguely think about how it probably looks like we’re just riding the waves together to any onlooker who might see us from the shore, but there’s no one out on the beach at this time of night.

No one but us. No one would be crazy enough to come out into the roiling ocean at this time of night but me because it’s where I feel most at peace, most at home.

And Dane followed me out into my craziness. That knowledge does something to me.

He’s practically snarling against me now, and I feel him swelling within me. The pressure is building within me too until I’m whimpering. I can’t think. All I can do is feel.

“Ah, fuck, just like that baby,” Dane encourages me as I begin to ripple around him. “Come all over me, sunshine.”

I fall apart at his words whispered roughly, hotly, in my ear. I scream, waves of pleasure rolling throughout my entire body. This orgasm is even more intense than the one he gave me with his mouth.

He lets out a guttural groan of his own, and I feel him pulsing hot within me, marking me in the most primitive way possible.

We’re no longer riding the waves. We are the waves, sharing pleasure together, him crashing into me, me crashing into him, riding a swell of madness and emotion so deep a lump forms in my throat.

I don’t know what to think. I’m so confused and angry. Angry at him for making me want this. Angry at myself for giving into him.

He said he’d never force me to do anything sexual, and he didn’t. Not really. I could have said ‘no.’ I could have told him to stop, and I know he would have.

But in that moment, I hadn’t been able to form the words, and I hate myself for it because what does this say about me if I fall for the man who would destroy everything I and everyone I love cares about?

How can I give myself to this man who would ruthlessly bargain with something like that?

“Summer…” the way he says my name so tenderly like he might really care guts me.

I pull away from him and swim toward the shore. I can feel him right behind me, but I do my best to ignore him.

I have to get away from him. I can’t think with him so near me.

I feel angry tears pricking my eyes.

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