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She’s watching me with wide eyes as I push my hard shaft back inside, and start thrusting with slow steady movements. I see her swallow and her eyes roll back. A hand is between her legs touching the top tip of her lips where her clit is swollen and throbbing.
She whimpers, muttering incoherently as I move a bit quicker. I soak this in, every inch of her, every breath and gasp and moan and whimper. Every drop of sweat and precum.
Everything.
This is going to be seared on my memory forever because I am the first and God she intoxicates me so much.
I start to move a bit quicker, “Ana… I can’t…”
“It’s okay…” She whines out, her hands holding onto her legs for leverage.
I tip my head back and move harder. I hear her cry out but it spurs me on and before I know it I’m bucking wildly, just the thought of what we’re doing is driving me to the edge of my sanity.
I grab her hips and thrust.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice.
The fourth time I grunt and keep my cock buried inside her as I release a torrent of cum. I’ve never orgasmed this hard with any other girl.
Ana has her eyes closed and once I gain a little bit of dignity and composure, I stroke the hair out of her face. Her eyes open and she looks up at me, there’s clearly a difference in her demeanor now. No longer the innocence of what you think you know, versus what you’ve experienced.
What the fuck have we done.
Chapter 17 - Anastasia
What have we done?
As he holds me in his arms in the aftermath of our orgasms, I am mostly in shock. Is this heavy feeling I have my guilt? I mean, that was it! My virginity that I kept so guarded is gone.
No more.
Goodbye.
He helps me up, and although I’m inwardly shaming myself for giving into my desires, I briefly wonder how Luigi knew I was a virgin. Had it ever come up?
Surely it had.
My stomach drops as I realize it was announced at the auction. That’s how he knew.
The way he took me, though. I sit up, exhausted, as he takes his vest off. Luigi scoots forward, and with a grunt, he moves me so he can stretch out on the sofa with me snuggled against him. I rest my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It sounds so calm. It lulls me into a deep sleep.
I feel him moving under me, and I yawn. I don’t want to wake up, and I groan softly from being awake and the dull ache between my legs.
“You okay?” he asks quietly as I shift off him so he can get up.
“I’m fine. Go shower,” I whisper softly.
As soon as I hear the bathroom door click shut, I grab one of the scatter cushions and hug it to my chest.
If my father finds out about what we’ve done, that I gave Luigi my virginity, he’ll be mad as hell. Well, Luigi would be a dead man. I can guarantee that. My thoughts race between the pleasure I felt, how right I felt in his arms, and the idea that he would be killed for the simple act of loving me.
I have to act like this isn’t a big deal. We can’t be together. That’s the long and short of it. Nothing can happen between us.
Not again.
