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"Do you want me to stop?" He pulls away from my kiss, his hand slowing his strokes. My hips raise on their own to meet his fingers. He chuckles, his lips finding mine again. I can smell my sweet arousal in the air and know that he can too.
One finger slips inside me while his thumb rubs circles over my clit. Unable to control myself from the exciting new sensation, I moan into his mouth.
He swallows every moan that leaves my lips, our kissing becoming even more frenzied and heated while I moan uncontrollably, his hand playing me like a fiddle. His touch is pure magic and sin. My mind is foggy, and before I know it, I'm shaking and temporarily go blind, seeing nothing but stars.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he rasps. Removing his finger from my cunt, he shoves it into his mouth, sucking it clean from my orgasm. It's the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Way better than porn.
In a flash, he removes the remainder of my clothes, and I remove his, leaving him in only a pair of boxer briefs tented by his obvious boner.
With his muscular body hovering over mine, all I can think about is how it will feel to have him finally enter me for the first time. My head is floating, my body on fire. His touch is what I'm trying to focus on. I want him so badly—all of him. I want to feel every single inch that he has to offer.
Painfully slow, Dean kisses down my body, his velvet tongue flicking my pebbled nipples, his wet tongue trailing the length of my body until he settles himself between my legs. Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he licks up my slit. My hands tangle in his hair and my back arches off the bed. Uncontrollable moans leave my lips as he sucks and laps at my pussy.
He eats me like a starved man at a buffet, and before long, I'm seeing stars for the second time, screaming my release.
"God, Cam, you taste so fucking good." He licks me again, his warm tongue circling my clit before sucking it into his mouth. I'm overly sensitive. My body jerks at the sensation. Removing my legs from his shoulders, I pull him up, licking over his lips and chin that glisten with my juices.
"Mmm, you're right. I do taste good." He crushes his lips to mine with a devilish smirk, moving his body to hover over me.
"You're on the pill, right?" he asks against my lips. All I can do is nod. "Good. We'll do it again with a condom, but for the first time, I need to feel you raw." I should object. I know I should, but I want to feel him.
All of him.
Skin on skin.
Leaning forward, I push down his boxers, gasping when his hard cock springs free, standing proudly between his legs and pointing right at me. It looks swollen and angry, and the tip glistens with a bead of pre-cum. My mouth goes dry at the sight.
How the fuck is that going to fit inside of me?
With a smug smirk, Dean moves me until I'm flat on my back. His hips thrust against mine, coating his intimidating length in my arousal.
"Are you sure about this, baby?" he grunts, the head of his cock pressing against the entrance of my virgin pussy.
"Yes, I want you, Dean." I kiss him because it's all I can do in this moment. I spread my legs wider, holding on tightly to his shoulders, goosebumps coating my skin, a light sweat already breaking out on my forehead.
Dean applies a little more pressure, working his hips side to side as his cock slowly begins to push inside me, breaking the seal of my virginity.
The air leaves my lungs, my body is on fire, and my core is burning. I can feel the burning deep inside my stomach. I feel like he's ripping me in half. He's large, and it hurts. But I do my best to keep my face stoic, so he can't see the pain he's causing. My eyes sting with unshed tears.
The intimacy is becoming too much for me, and I fail at keeping my emotions to myself. I turn my head away from him just as the first tear falls. I don't want him to get the wrong idea and think I'm crying because of the pain, but I can't bring myself to look at him. I'll likely fall apart even further, and I don't want that.
He kisses my face gently, kissing the tears away. "Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" I shake my head and grip his forearms to stop him from moving.
"Please, don't. Keep going." Moving my hands around to his back, I dig my nails into his skin for encouragement.
Dean pulls out, places his thumb on my clit, and rubs it slowly as his length fills me again. The burn is gone, replaced by pleasure and the feeling of being so incredibly full.
Full of Dean.
"Why are you crying? Am I hurting you?" he asks. I look up at him and see pleasure all over his face.
"You're not hurting me." I force a smile. "I love you so much. I'm crying because this is the moment I've waited for." This is goodbye and I love you all wrapped into one. Dean is leaving, and then I'll likely never see him again. I'm emotional because I don't want to say goodbye. We kiss as he settles himself deep inside me, filling me to the hilt.
My body is tight; the foreign feel of him uncomfortable and burning. I feel like I’m being split in two, and I eagerly wait for the pain to go away.
I can feel every vein and pulse of his cock, and it’s odd. I’ve used a tampon before and that was extremely uncomfortable. This is much worse than that.
