Page 49 of The Agreement


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"The fuck, Sparrow, it can’t be… Is it… You mean to say you are—"

"A virgin? I was; not anymore."

His grip turns punishing. I hiss in pain, and his grasp loosens. His thickness inside me, however, seems to grow even bigger, thicker, stretching me on his girth.

A moan bubbles up, and I bite the inside of my cheek. It’s embarrassing enough he’s my first. I’m not going to humiliate myself further by giving voice to the pain that judders out from our point of contact.

"Guess I did hurt you, after all; just not in the way I thought." He says the words on a breath, and I sense the surprise and the uncertainty in his voice.

"You thought I slept with the entire cricket team in high school. Guess you were wrong," I spit out.

"Apparently, I was. And while I still find it difficult to believe, the proof is, no doubt, smeared on my cock as we speak, so I have no choice but to accept it."

I toss my hair away from my face, but don’t dare turn to face him. "Surprised you’re my first, asshole? Don’t read too much into it. I was simply too protected by my family. It made it too challenging to sneak in boys and—" I gasp, for he’s pulled out of me, then lunged forward so he’s buried inside me.

"Oh, my god," I dig my fingers into the bedsheet and blow out a breath. He’s so big, so wide, so full, soeverything. The pain fades and is replaced by a yawning, yearning pit that gapes low in my belly. I clench my inner muscles about his shaft, and he groans. A warmth grips my chest. My cheeks flush. Apparently, I’m not the only one affected by this encounter.

I tilt my hips, and he slips in further. I groan; so does he. He stays where he is, allowing me to adjust to his size, then places both of his palms on the globes of my arse cheeks. The chafe of his skin against the welts he’s left sends stars shooting through my vision. Then his cock throbs inside me, and frissons of pleasure pulse across my nerve endings. The pain and pleasure cross and sensations zip about my cells. I’m at the crossroads of the old and new, of the known and the unknown, a confluence of awareness I hadn’t thought possible. He squeezes down on my arse cheeks, and pain slices through my conscious mind. My inner muscles tremble, and he slips in further.

"Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod." I pant and bite down on my lower lip with enough force that the metallic taste of blood fills my palate.

"It’s too much. I can’t take it," I groan.

"Yes, you can," he shoots back.

"It hurts, it hurts," I whine.

"You can take it."

I laugh, and it comes out as a strangled sound. "You have no idea how bloody massive your monster cock feels," I huff.

"If that was meant to be an insult, you’re mistaken. Also"—he leans over me and the heat from his body swirls over my back—"I hate to tell you, but I’m only halfway in."

"Wait, what?" I twist around and glance at him through the gaps between the strands of my hair. "You’re joking."

He smirks. "Does it feel like I’m joking?" He pushes forward, settling in even deeper, and the tingles from his intrusion vibrate out to my extremities.

"I can feel you all the way up to my chest," I mutter.

His smile widens. "And now?" He punches his hips forward and drills in deeper.

I groan and lower my head. "Now... Now, I can feel you in my throat."

"Excellent." He pulls out, balancing at the rim of my entrance, then lunges forward with enough force that the entire bed shakes. My body jolts, and his balls slap against my sensitive skin as he slides inside me all the way and hits a part of me that’s so deep inside, I’m sure he’s going to penetrate right through me. A trembling starts in my toes, then inches up my calves and my thighs, gathering speed as it envelops my core. "Ohmygod, Cade. Cade. Cade."

"Hold on, baby."

He pulls out, then thrusts forward, again and again. Each time, he hits that same spot, sending explosions of rapture up my spine. My climax gathers speed, growing bigger, wider, stronger, until it seems to fill every part of me. I want to tell him I want to come, want to tell him I need his permission to come, but when I open my mouth, all that comes out is a strangled sob.

But he seems to understand, for he leans over me and pinches my nipple. The orgasm shoots up my spine, and pressure gathers behind my eyes. That’s when he thrusts his fingers between my thighs and squeezes my clit. "Come for me Sparrow, come right now."

The orgasm crashes over me, and I scream. My climax grips me with the impact of a tidal wave, pulling me along as flashes of white spark across my vision. My body spasms, and I can’t stop the shaking as my knees turn to jelly, and I begin to slump. It’s only his hold on my breast and his throbbing cock inside me that hold me up. He begins to move again, thrusting into me, burying himself in me. The wet slap of skin against skin, the thrum of his balls against my skin, the nip of his fingers around my clit, the sensation of his groin hitting the abraded skin of my bottom—all of it serves to reignite that familiar trembling, this time in my lower belly.No. It’s not possible. He’s going to kill me—and I’m going to love it."I can’t come again, I can’t, not so soon," I gasp.

"You can and you will. Come with me again, baby."

And it’s the fact that he calls me baby, the fact that his voice is almost soft, that he’s panting and cursing… And I feel the tension thrumming off of him, feel his cock pressing against my inner walls, and his fingers leave my breast, only to wrap around my throat, and that coaxes me over the edge.

My orgasm is like that of a gentle English rain, unlike the monsoon it resembled previously. I sigh as my climax topples me over the edge, then feel him lean over me. He digs his teeth into the curve of my shoulder, and his cock pulses as he empties himself inside me.

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