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I lean against him, moaning when a hand drifts down my curves and circles my back, pulling my body flush against his. Jensen breaks our kiss only to trail his lips down my neck, nibbling and kissing down my slender column.
“This what you need, Fawn?” he asks, his voice low and gravelly. Jensen grips my hips and grinds his thick dick into my stomach.
I nod, a desperate whimper falling from my lips.
“Need your words, shortcake. Tell me what you want.”
“I w-want…” I breathe out, turning my head to the side. Jensen doesn’t let me get away with that, however. He lifts an eyebrow, silently telling me to continue. “I want you to be… my first.”
Something fierce takes over his features, but it’s gone before I can ask why.
“Jesus, you’re even better than I imagined.” He presses a kiss to my cheek, then brushes his lips against the shell of my ear. “Get on the bed, baby, and spread your legs. Let me see your pretty pussy.”
I don’t hesitate to follow his command. Once I’m spread out for him on the bed, he stands in front of me and stares right between my legs. Again, I should be shy or embarrassed, but the way he’s looking at me banishes every single thought except that one word.More.
He wipes a hand down his face and shakes his head as if pulling himself out of a trance. Jensen runs his hands through his hair; his hard, delicious muscles flexing with the motion. I can't wait to feel them pressed against my chest while he's sliding in and out of me.
My dirty thoughts have more wetness leaking out of me. I feel it drip down my slit and tickle my back entrance, making me shiver. Jensen practically snarls, his eyes locked onto my core. He makes quick work of t his shorts and boxers and strokes his massive cock.
“I don’t even know where to begin,” he says more to himself than to me.
His confession makes me bold. I slide my hand down my torso and dip my fingers into my pussy, rubbing my clit and then spreading myself open for him. “How about right here?”
“Fuck,” he groans, falling to his knees and dragging my ass to the edge of the bed. He bats my hand away and buries his face in between my thighs, sucking on my folds and making me cry out.
His warm, wet tongue drags over my clit, making my thighs clench together. Jensen curls his hands around the outsides of my thighs, prying them apart as he laps at me in sloppy strokes like he can’t get enough. I feel his tongue everywhere as he licks a stripe up my slit, circling my sensitive bundle of nerves before reversing his path.
The tip of his tongue circles my opening, teasing me, tickling me, and driving me to my breaking point. When he spears his tongue deep inside my core, I dive head-first into my orgasm, crying out his name as he tunnels in and out of me.
Jensen grunts and laps up my release. “Again,” he says into my throbbing cunt, licking me up and down, over and over, keeping me right on the edge and then throwing me over into another orgasm.
He places opened-mouthed kisses up my stomach and between my breasts while I float back down to earth. When he kisses me, I taste myself on him and moan, deepening our kiss until Jensen pulls back and gasps for air.
“Ready?” he asks, rubbing his hard cock up and down my slit.
“Yes,” I breathe out, nodding my head. “I, um, just remember that I haven’t…”
He stops breathing for a second and then rests his forehead on mine. "I know, Fawn. I’m your first. I’ll be good to you, baby." He takes a second to compose himself, then looks at me with such reverence I almost feel like crying. "Never thought I was a possessive man until this moment.”
Jensen is possessive? Of me?
“Prove it,” I challenge, loving the spark in his eyes.
“Feisty,” he growls as he presses himself inside me, just a little bit. “Relax, Fawn. Let me in,” he murmurs, kissing me deeply as he thrusts all the way inside.
There’s a moment of pressure. A slight pinch. A split second of pain. And then he’s inside me, stretching me and filling me so perfectly. I cling to him as he holds himself still. “I’ve got you. I’m right here.”
I wiggle my hips, causing him to go even deeper. “Yes!” I gasp. “Please, I need you to move.”
Instead of answering, Jensen hisses out a breath and angles his hips before backing off and slowly entering me again. I feel his thick cock slide against the walls of my pussy in shallow, controlled thrusts. But that’s not what I want.
“More. I need more,” I beg.
Jensen pulls almost all the way out and stares in between us, where the evidence of my virginity is smeared on his cock. We both groan at the sight.
I cry out when he slams home in one hard thrust, rocking me to my very core. One hand glides down my body, cupping my breast, then kneading the soft flesh of my hips. I’ve always been self-conscious of my curves, but they fit perfectly in Jensen’s hands as he caresses and worships every inch of me.
Jensen continues his exploration of my body, sliding his hand up and down my outer thigh. He grips me behind my knee, opening me up more for him and pressing my leg against my chest.
