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He towered over her again, sucking her lips and giving her another taste of herself.

"Fuck. I can’t wait. You’re mine, Finley."

Guiding his cock to her entrance, separating her folds to accommodate the broad expanse of the head of his shaft.

"Jagger," she cried, panic setting in, yet instead of pushing him away, she clung to him. "You’re not going to fit... You’re too big... Oh god." He pushed in past the lips of her pussy.

"Fuck. The tighter you make your pussy, the more I’m just going to want to open you up myself. I need you to relax, Kitten. I’m only going to go deep enough to take your virginity because it’s mine. Just breathe and let me in, Finley."

She whimpered and writhed and tried to breathe. He was just too big, and already the strain to part her lips had her clenching down again.

"Look at me, sweet Finley. Look at me when I take what’s mine."

She refused to close her eyes, even though tears welled inside them of their own accord and dripped down the sides of her face.

Jagger pushed in further, and suddenly she understood his words. She forced herself to exhale soundly and felt her whole body go lax—her pussy parted for him. But she didn’t know how long she could keep her panic at bay enough for him to penetrate her more fully.

"That’s it, sweet little kitten. So hot. So, fucking beautiful..."

Stretching her with his cock introduced her to another new sensation. One where all she wanted to do was please him. She obeyed all his commands and continued to breathe deeply. Relaxed her walls. Welcomed him inside her. But she couldn’t stop the sobs that left her body as Jagger continued to thrust his thickness into her.

She wailed in both triumph and agony when he breached what was once her virgin body. His shaft had taken up so much room inside that he anchored her to the bed, making her feel incredibly heavy and deliciously full with the weight of his cock inside her. She even romanticized the earth-shattering pain as he stretched her body beyond its capability to take him deep enough for her to surrender her virginity to him. But heaven help her, it hurt. It was as beautiful as it was painful, and she soared on both emotions equally. She belonged to him now. She would always belong to him. But only in her dreams, just not in reality.

Drawing in and out of her, Jagger set a slow pace as he took complete possession of her body. She continued to cling to him, responding to him with instinctive movements that made him grunt possessively.

When he pulled out of her, she desperately hugged him back to her, forcing him to reenter her out of sheer desperation. She had never wanted something that hurt so good more ferociously in all her life.

"Fuck, you’re so small; you’re killing my cock. I just want to explode inside you, Finley. Can you feel what you’re doing to me?"

She arched her back and held onto his sublime width and length, encouraged by his words, until he bit her lip to release him so he could move inside her.

He took her that way over and over again. In and out. Slow and deep. Tender. Priming her body, stoking a climax that would splinter her apart for life. When he reached for her clit, she didn’t stand a chance. Her orgasm rippled through her. Wave after wave, her walls spasmed against his cock.

"Jagger," she cried, panicking again. "Protection... I’m not on the pill..."

Jagger dropped his forehead to hers, roared her name, and pulled out. He spent himself on the dip of her lower stomach, coating her skin and navel with his heat and pooling ribbons upon ribbons of his cum on her. She couldn’t help but look down to see herself covered with his seed.

He reached between their bodies, dipped the head of his cock into his essence, and penetrated her fully again.

Finley tried to squirm away despite every cell in her welcoming him in as if her body had been robbed of receiving the full force of his ejaculation inside her.

"You’re. Mine," he grunted, his cock still hard as a rock inside her as he dragged her body closer, then kissed her with blatant punishing and possessive command.

He lowered his head and engulfed her nipple, sucking and nipping at her with his teeth until she started to quiver beneath him. Her clit swelled as copious amounts of wetness seeped from her.

What was he doing to her? Amidst her untamed, aroused responses to him, her brain kept asking how much of his cum she needed to become pregnant.

Oh god.

But every thought flew from her mind when Jagger drew his cock from her. He flipped her onto her hands and knees and then drove his thickness inside her before he pulled her up so that her back was flush against his chest.

She was never going to survive this.

Biting the side of her neck, Jagger swept up a trail of his cum from her skin and used that same finger to stroke her clit.

Finley lost the art of breathing as he played with her swollen bud, which was even more slippery with his essence coating her now.

He used his other hand to fondle her breast. She wondered for a moment how she was going to cover up the hickeys and bite marks on her neck.

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