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I could do this.
“Every single inch of you is perfect, Natasha. I couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful bride,” he growled.
Slowly, I climbed up onto his lap, only this time I was facing him. His hands curled around my waist, repositioning me as I tentatively placed my hands on his shoulders for support. With an anxiously aroused sigh, I lowered myself until the heat of his cock brushed against my entrance.
Fuck. This was it. There was no going back now.
His palm cupped my cheek as he turned my face to meet his. I opened my mouth, wanting to tell him this was my first time and not really knowing how to say it. He spoke before I could get a single word out.
“I know you’re innocent,moya malyshka.I’ve known since our wedding day, and it makes meveryhard knowing that I’m not only going to be your first, but your only, and thelastman to ever take you,” he murmured, and I blushed. His gaze was suggestive, and I knew he was thinking about all the things he could do to me and had yet to do.
The things you hope he will do to you…
I was soaking wet. My arousal was dripping down my inner thighs, and the longer I stayed perched over him like this, the more worried I became that it was going to trickle down onto his cock and expose just how much I wanted this. My pussy kept tensing, anticipating the massive thing ready to thrust deep into me, but he made no move to do anything yet.
“I know you’re nervous, but I’m going to be gentle with you, at least this first time. I make no promises about what happens after that, though,” he murmured, his eyes glinting with dark seduction. My heart pounded, and I folded my fingers together as his grasp on my waist tightened. His warning excited me.
“I’m ready,” I breathed.
The tip of his cock was poised beneath me, fully ready to breach me. With dark intent, he jerked his pelvis upwards at the same time he forced my body down, his hands squeezing my waist tight. It all happened too quickly for me to brace or anticipate how much it was going to hurt, if it was going to hurt, or if I was going to even like it.
I was no match for his strength, not like this.
His cock speared right into me, its passage only slightly eased by my rampant arousal. My core instantly cinched tight in piercing agony, and I cried out, but he held me in place, keeping my body still so that I could adjust to the sudden invasion inside it. I whimpered, hugging my arms around him tightly as the pain rolled through me, beginning deep inside me and surging all the way down to the tips of my toes.
I screamed, and he gripped me more firmly, keeping me in place when everything inside me was telling me to climb off.
“It only hurts like this the first time, babygirl,” he coaxed, and I took a deep, calming breath, letting the piercing ache hurtle through me and noticing that it was slowly beginning to ebb away. Soon, there was only a gentle soreness left behind, which was overwhelmed by the wild, untamed desire hurtling forward in its wake.
It quickly become too much for me to ignore. There would be no more pushing it aside anymore. I had to face it. My inner walls clenched around him, and he groaned with his own desire. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard in my life.
“You’re so big,” I breathed.
“That innocent little pussy took all of me, though, didn’t it?”
“Yes,” I whispered hoarsely. I was starting to have trouble keeping my body motionless. He pulled one hand away from my waist and traced the tip of his thumb over my nipple, teasing me with light touches that made my ability to keep still that much harder to maintain. My hips twitched, wanting to buck.
“Ride me, babygirl. I want to feel that pretty pussy squeeze my cock,” he purred, and my heartbeat turned frantic with excitement.
My movements were hesitant and slow at first. Sitting astride him like this, I felt so full and so unbelievably tiny at the same time. My toes couldn’t quite reach the floor, and I moaned softly, imagining the picture I created with my pussy full of his cock at the same time my ass was still very thoroughly marked from his belt.
A tremor of desire raced down my spine.
“You’re riding me like you need another dose of my belt, babygirl,” he growled, and my core gripped at his length with a fearful arousal. My fingers clutched at his shoulders more tightly.
“I’m already sore,” I whined, my voice a low embarrassed hush. My backside was still burning, and it clenched like it was anticipating another strike. He smirked, and I wondered if he had felt it. When his smile grew wider, I knew that he had.
“Then ride me harder,” he growled. His cock jerked inside of me like it was admonishing me too, and a surge of nervous excitement rattled through me.
Immediately, my body started to respond. Using the muscles in my abdomen, I rolled, rocking my hips back and forth. Gradually, I started to move more enthusiastically as I gained more confidence. One of his hands splayed across my lower back while the other spread out across my abdomen, his thumb just reaching down far enough to start teasing my clit. Every time I rocked back and forth, his roughened fingertip rubbed against my needy bud, and I gasped as one surge of pleasure after another spiraled through me at his deliberate touch.
I was overwhelmed with mind-rending bliss in an instant.
I ground up and down on his cock, and I cried out. With every movement, the gentle curving angle of his cock brushed against an extra sensitive place deep inside that was quickly causing me to lose control of myself. The inevitability of my orgasm drew closer.
I didn’t tiptoe towards the brink. I sped towards it like a freight train careening off its tracks. I whimpered and tried to hit the brakes a little and slow it down, but there was no stopping what came next.
My pleasure hurtled forward, dragging me along with it and throwing me high up into the air before I was ready. There was no preparing myself for it, and I wailed, teetering on the edge for a fraction of a second before my orgasm hit me and shattered me into a billion little broken pieces of glass.
