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He hovers over me and kisses my forehead and lips and makes a trail down to my neck and collarbone. His hands move gently over my body as if memorizing every inch of me.

His skin is hot against mine, and I feel my body responding to his every touch.

I trace my fingers against the hard lines of his abdomen. His muscles contract beneath my fingertips as he moves down my body.

Slowly he pulls my dress up over my head and unhooks my bra, exposing my bare breasts. He explores me with his hands, fingers, and mouth. He claims my body as if it were a prized possession, and I can't help but tremble beneath his touch. Again.

Why am I so nervous? Is it going to hurt?

His mouth captures one of my beaded tips in his mouth, and I cry out, gripping his hair. Desire pools like honey between my legs as he slowly circles my nipples with his tongue. I need him. I want to know what it feels like to have him inside of me, and I don't think I can wait any longer.

He moves between my legs, kissing and licking my inner thighs until he removes my soaking wet panties.

“I’ve been waiting to taste your sweet pussy again,” he says in a husky voice.

With his head down below me, he takes his time admiring the hairless honey pot between my legs, spreading my lips apart and exposing the juicy pinkness inside. Using his thumb and index finger of one hand he holds me open, licking each side of me gently and carefully, making sure not to miss a spot.

Then slowly he slides two thick fingers inside of me. I arch my back and grip the sheets. In a perfect rhythm, he moves his fingers in and out while licking my wet pink mound. I'm lost in sensation as I feel the pressure of his hands buried deep inside me and hear the wet sounds of my juices combined with him lapping and drinking me in. His fingers and tongue explore me until I'm shuddering from the pleasure. The sensation builds until it shatters around me, and I cry out his name as I ride the crest of my orgasm.

“Damn, baby.” He looks up from between my legs, licking his lips. “You taste like heaven.”

Breathlessly I tell him, “I want you inside me.” He climbs on me, and I wrap my legs around his hips. I bite my lip, trying to decide if I should tell him or let him figure it out on his own. "Ivan, I’ve never done this before. It’s my first time.”

He pauses and looks into my eyes, his expression a blend of surprise and admiration. "Oh.”

Embarrassment burns my cheeks. “I thought you should know.”

He kisses my cheek. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Cassidy. You’re a woman of discernment, so it makes sense that you waited.” He runs the back of his fingers along my cheek. “Are you sure you want me as your first?"

I claim his mouth in a kiss. "Yes."

My words are like a lit match to gasoline, and the determination returns to his eyes. He crushes my ripe mouth with a kiss and slowly deepens it. I feel his muscles quiver with restraint. I wrap my legs around his waist, and feel his tip at my entrance.

Unwilling to wait, I dig my heels in his back, encouraging him to enter and fill me. He guides himself slowly inside me, pausing to give me time to adjust to his girth. His movements are gentle yet passionate, and I can feel the fire building in me with each thrust.

The deepest thrust is met with a pinch of discomfort but soon passes.

Ivan draws closer, kissing my neck as I run my hands through his hair. My back arches as pleasure takes over my body, and my breathing quickens.

"Cassidy," Ivan whispers through gritted teeth.

We move together like wild waves against the shoreline — unstoppable. Every thrust brings us closer together as we both moan in harmony.

“Fuck me,” I cry out.

He grasps my wrists and pins them above my head. “Say my name,” he says in a gruff voice.

I call his name out and tighten my thighs around his slim hip. With a strong thrust, he pushes deep, and the sweet sting of my release washes over me as I scream in delight. Ivan stills a beat later with his jaw clenched, and I feel his cock contract inside as his hot cum fills me.

We lie in silence for a moment before Ivan rolls onto his side and gathers me close. He kisses the top of my head and pulls the comforter around us both.

As I drift off to sleep in Ivan's embrace, I regret nothing. I chose him to be my first and it was worth it.

I stretch as I wake up, releasing a satisfying yawn. Usually, I’m quite the insomniac and wake up several times throughout the night, but that wasn’t the case last night. I slept better than I have in a long time.

As I move my legs, my eyes widen when I feel another leg. Memories of the night before flood my mind, and I feel my heartbeat increase. I turn around slowly to find Ivan lying beside me, snoring ever so lightly.

I smile down at him. I'm so lucky.

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