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“Rough,” she whispers, averting her gaze from me. “Hardcore. Amateur. I don’t like the…uh, fake moans and orgasms, and I prefer seeing how it looks in real life.”
“Don’t watch it anymore.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t like it when you look at other men’s dicks.”
“Don’t worry. Yours is much more brutal.”
“I mean it.”
“I can’t believe you’re being jealous of porn. You don’t see me throwing a fit about all yoursubmissives.”
“You can.”
She releases a sigh. “I won’t. That would just be embarrassing. And, by the way, you didn’t use a condom. I’m on birth control, so it’s all good, but I don’t want to catch anything your previous sex partners gave you.”
“If they did, you already have it.”
Annika pales to a deep shade of white and I laugh. “I was kidding.”
Her lips part and she watches me closely, as if engraving every detail of my face to memory before she swallows. “Since when do you do that?”
“Since you.”
“You also laughed.”
“I only laugh around you.” I stroke my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp. “On a serious note, I’m clean. Not only do I always use a condom, but I haven’t had penetrative sex in months.”
“Why not?”
“Inflicting pain is usually enough stimulation.”
“But not with me?”
“Not with you.” I had to fuck her, own her, put my mark on her so no one dares to come close.
She nibbles on the corner of her lip. “If you’ve always used a condom, why didn’t you with me?”
“I forgot, and when I remembered, you were soaking my cock with your blood. There was no way in fuck I would give up that feeling.”
“You…don’t have to be so detailed.”
“You’re the one who asked. Now, tell me…” I caress the long strands of her hair, pulling it to my face and being slightly disappointed that it smells like my shampoo and not her violet. “Why were you a virgin?”
She wiggles her toes in the water again. “It’s kind of hard to lose it when I was surrounded by an overprotective family. But even when I had the opportunity, I didn’t want to have sex in the back of a car or in a dark corner at a party where it’d just be underwhelming. This might sound clichéd, but I wanted it to be special.”
“Was it special?”
“It was way more than that.” She glances at me. “Definitely not what I expected.”
“Despite all the porn?”
“Despite that. And stop being so judgy. At least porn taught me things.”
“Such as?”
“That it’s different from real life.”
