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“Can I?” I ask, scooting close and reaching forward after he’s opened one of the foil packets.

He chuckles. “Fuck no. Do you want me to come before I’m even inside you?” His tone may be light but I have a feeling he’s not joking. “I’m so fucking terrified that if you touch me right now, I’m a goner. I’m not about to wreck my first time before we even get started.”

He has me laughing again, and I’m so happy. So excited to be with him in this way.

I watch closely as he rolls the condom down his thick length and it’s a tight fit with that massive cock of his stretching the latex to the max. It’s so erotic watching him do that. I can barely keep myself from reaching out and touching him.

Harry angles his body toward me and, on instinct, I lie back against the cushions, spreading myself open, taking his face in my hands and placing a soft kiss on his mouth.

Then it hits me.Tonight is the night. Oh my god. I hadn’t been expecting this when I walked in here.

“What are you thinking right now?” I ask him, my eyes exploring his as he explores mine.

He’s balanced on one arm above me with his cock in his other hand, ready to do this. “You sure you want to know?”

I nod.

“I’m thinking,Don’t come. Don’t come. Lube her up. Don’t come. That’s what I’m thinking.”

I bark out an unladylike laugh up to the ceiling.

“No, seriously, I’m thinking how fucking happy I am that I’m about to dive inside my beautiful wife for the first time. This is so perfect, Nadia.” Smiling, his lips slide over mine again. “Are you ready, baby?”

“I’m ready,” I whisper.

My nerves are now mixing with tiny bubbles of excitement. I may not be a virgin, but somehow Harry makes me feel new and innocent. Vulnerable.

I have to say, I like this feeling.

A lot.

Breaking his eyes from mine, he looks down and runs his crown from my clit to my opening. That simple gesture elicits a long moan from me.

“Shit. You’re already so fucking wet,” he says with a rumble.

“The last few months have been nothing but constant foreplay between us. I amsoready for this.”

And with that, Harry lines up the head of his cock with my opening and slowly lowers his pelvis toward mine. Sinking inch…by inch…by inch inside me.

I almost want to shout.

Yes!

He’s inside me.

Finally.

My chest expands to full capacity and my breath gets locked in my throat.

He-feels-so-fucking-good. Oh my god.

I’m scared that if I breathe, I’ll immediately explode all over his dick.

Meanwhile, Harry hovers above me with his face tilted up to the ceiling, looking like he’s having an out-of-body experience.

“What does it feel like being inside me?” I hear myself croak out.

He blinks stardust away from his eyes. “It feels like…like sinking my cock into a bowl of whipped cream. Warm, soft, tight whipped cream. Straight out of the microwave.”

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