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Azalea Blooms 7

Lukas

I was fucking harder than a goddamn rock. As if I’d consumed a whole bottle of Viagra and then snorted it like Fabienne in Pulp Fiction. She laid there like an offering before me. I was nervous, fuck was I nervous. Azalea would be my first virgin, ever, and I wanted it to be amazing for her. Filled with passion and longing, a need desperate and pure.

I tugged her hips toward me and wrapped her legs around my waist. My cock was throbbing as it bobbed up and down between us. Zales was writhing below me, silently begging for more.

“I’m not going to let you come until I’m inside you. I want to feel you squeezing down on my cock so fucking hard it might suffocate.”

I stroked my cock at her slit, needing to bury myself inside her, but waiting. “If I do this, Zales, there is no going back…”

Olive-green eyes looked up at me in a lust filled haze. “I’m ready, Luke. So ready.”

She spread her legs for me more and I couldn’t help the way my eyes devoured her pussy, wet and ready for me.

“You want it bare?”

“Yes.”

“You sure you don’t want to wait for someone better than me to give your virginity to?”

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s always been yours. That's why I waited so long.”

The wind got knocked right out of my chest with that comment. Was she feeling the same way I’d been over the last few years? There was no way, right?

A low growl slipped from my lips. I felt fucking feral. I stroked my cock before guiding the head of it to her wet waiting folds. I wove circles with my cock around her clit, driving her even more insane.

I paused for one last second. The last time Zales would be a virgin. The beginning of our new friendship now that we’d had sex. All I needed to do was push inside her and snap that flimsy little piece holding me from her treasure.

She squirmed beneath me, begging me, pleading with me to take her. She bumped her hips up against me, begging for relief. She hated the teasing. Fuck, so did I.

Just as she seemed as if she would unravel, I thrust into her. Her body welcomed mine and submitted to my cock.

She sucked in a shaky breath with each passing inch of my cock. I went slowly, murmuring words of praise and encouragement, kissing her, letting my hand run up and down her body to somehow distract from the pain she might’ve been feeling.

I felt the pinch as I shoved through her virginity and she cried out. I stopped, not moving, not wanting to cause any more pain.

“It’s okay, Luke. I’m okay. Just keep going.”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded empathically. I could tell I was stretching her because she was so fucking tight and kept getting tighter the further in, I went. I filled her, conquering her sweet little body.

Azalea breathlessly shuddered beneath me. I paused when my hips finally reached hers. If I didn’t stop and calm myself it would be over way too soon.

I groaned. “So tight, Zales. So fucking perfect. Made for my cock.”

She arched up into me, her hips thrusting toward my own. “You’re so big, Luke.”

“Do you need me to stop?”

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

“This is a dream. You have any idea how many times I’ve thought about this, jerked off to mental pictures, and went completely insane? Every minute of every goddamn day.”

I wanted to go slow. Azalea deserved slow and passionate, but I wasn’t built for that kind of lovemaking. I did hard, dirty, and fast. Once she was fully mine, we could visit my kinks later on. Until then… I closed my eyes and memorized the feel of her walls squeezing my cock over and over again.

She absolutely consumed me to the point of desperation. Trembling words, uttered promises, deepest desires exposed when they’d never once seen the light of day. She clung to me like a lifeline and I was all too willing to be that for her, for as long as she’d let me.

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