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I gasp, the sight beautiful as his freckle dappled skin glistens with a mist of rain. I’m too busy gaping to work on my own clothes.

He helps me out of my boots before pushing me over the arm of the couch so my back hits the cushions. My feet kick up and he’s plucking my socks off, one by one, and throwing them unceremoniously over his shoulder.

He grasps my calf and kisses his way down, climbing over the arm of the oversized sectional to get to me. He licks the inside of my knee, trailing his way higher than his other hand fiddles with his jeans.

When is the right time while things are hot and heavy to let someone know you’ve never done this… any of this? That second kiss ever was a hint, right? I was clumsy and awkward. Will I be ruining things if I say something?

He’s abandoned undoing his jeans as he nips and kisses my inner thigh, getting closer and closer to the place that will truly change our relationship. My back arches as I learn just how sensitive the skin of my thighs is, especially that sweet little crevice at the apex of them, just beside the hem of my panties, where his mouth is suckling just right.

“Oh, fuck, Orion,” I moan, and he growls back.

“You smell delicious… the perfect dessert.”

This is going to happen whether I give him a heads up or not. I’ve never been one not to speak my mind after all.

ORION

“I’m a virgin!” Peri shouts, pushing at the top of my head.

I was just about to nuzzle her sweet pussy. I can make out her puffy lips through the crease of her damp white panties.

“I know,” I offer softly. While I suspected, I technically didn’t know for sure what Peri’s exact experience level was. Not that I’m Mr. Casanova, but clearly the furious pace we were at up until now isn’t going to work.

Not for her first time.

Fuck, I’ll be her first. And I’ll be her only if I have anything to say about it.

My cock painfully presses against my zipper, begging me to finish the job of releasing it.

I slide off of her and off the couch, shimmying out of my jeans to just get a moment of relief. I hold out my hand. Her eyes go wide as she stares at the mountainous bulge at the front of my boxer briefs.

“Come with me?” I ask for permission to bring her into womanhood.

She nods and takes my hand, allowing me to pull her to standing. I peck her lips.

“Hey, I’m here. It’s me.”

Her normally buoyant smile returns. “I trust you.”

I lead us out of the living room. As much as outside or a couch would be fun, this calls for a bed. This calls for hours of pouring over every inch of Peri till she’s so slick with desire that she won’t even know it’s her first time.

I need to spend hours partly because I never want it to end. This isn’t just my dick talking, this is my heart and dick having mutual agreement.

This woman is mine and I’ll be damned if anyone is going to take her away. I’ll go grizzly on their asses.

But this is going to take the smooth and calm me. She deserves to be worshipped.

“I’ll go slow,” I promise.

Peri nods. Not shy, despite her lack of experience, she pulls her dress up and over her head. I inhale sharply, taking in every inch. I groan as she steps out of her underwear, casting it aside with her dress. Tan rolls of skin like untraveled roads on a mountain call to me as I take her in. And all the roads lead me to the nestle of silky brown curls between her thighs.

I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my life.

“Sit on the edge of the bed, sweetheart.” I motion with my head.

She sucks in a quick breath when she hears the term of endearment. “Okay…”

Every word from her is breathy, and yet, there’s no fear. It’s like I’m distracting her from any fears, like when we cross a bridge.

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