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“Tell me you’re sure,” he tests, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on my lips. “Because if you’re not, we’ll stop.”

“No,” I utter huskily. “I don’t want to stop. I want this.”

He kisses me again. This time longer. Deeper. More intimately. A promise to treat me with care, withlove.

Falling back onto the bed, he goes with me, unwilling to break the kiss.

“Brooks,” I push.

Eyes set on mine, he rips the small foil packet in his hand with his teeth. I watch in wonder as he pinches the rubber at its tip and stretches the length of it over his impressive size.

Hand to one of my knees, he slides it up the bed, keeping it bent to open me up. Settling between my thighs, he rubs himself along my swollen nub, still sensitive from my earlier orgasm.

I moan.

Tip in, he clasps one of his hands in mine, refusing to break eye contact. He pushes in slowly, eyes rolling back in ecstasy at the tight grip of my pussy.

“Jesus.”

We both inhale sharply when he hits the resistance of my virginity, nudging against it softly before he takes my lips in a tender kiss. “Breathe.”

He surges forward as I inhale, breaking through my barrier and pushing all the way in.

My nostrils flare in pain, the sting traveling from my toes all the way to my face.

“Breathe.” He kisses me again.

I follow without thought, my lungs inflating and deflating in long, measured breaths.

Rolling his hips, he works on stretching me, and I whimper and moan and wince and arch into him all at once.

“You feel so fucking good, Squirrel. Sofuckinggood.”

He sounds ready to break. Ready to shatter into a billion pieces.

“Brooks,” I urge. “I need you to move.”

He exhales in relief. “Thank fuck.”

He slides out, the movement so gradual, tiny waves of pleasure hit me at the tenderness of his touch.

He thrusts forward almost immediately, a little harder, his jaw set tight, swallowing down the guttural groan that idles in his throat.

Out.

In.

Out.

In.

Considering the tension in his arms and face, he’s barely holding on, but he fucks me nice and slow. Gentle strokes of his cock moving in and out of my body stir a fire in my stomach. The initial pain gives way to a soft ache, and that ache eventually gives way to tentative pleasure.

“Henley, I’m gonna—”

“Come,” I tell him, watching on in awe as his eyes close and the veins in his neck pulsate in time with his cock inside me.

Dropping on top of me, he nuzzles into my neck, kissing my skin softly. We lay like that until our breathing evens out.

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