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My lips part on a moan when his palm cups my breast, rubbing the nipple with his thumb as he brushes his lips between my thighs in unhurried kisses. “Your pussy smells like the sweetest honey,” he rasps deeply, running his nose over my folds. “I could spend the rest of the night—hell, the rest of the year, or what’s left of it anyway, buried between your legs and soaking in your scent. You want that too, baby, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I manage weakly.

His free hand grips my thigh tightly. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy, please!”

“Tell me what you want, angel.”

“More, Daddy, please!” I cry out, desperate for his touch. He’s teased me enough. I’ve felt his lips everywhere but where I actually want them. I’m not completely naïve. I’ve read books where the guy kisses the girl down there, not sure how pleasurable it is for them, but they always seem to like it, so I figure it must be okay . . .

A scream tears from my lips when he buries his face in my sex, surprising even me. My back arches when he drags his tongue over my valley, and no, it’s nothing like I imagined it would feel. None of the erotic books I have read or movies I have watched could have prepared me for Nick’s tongue.

“Let Daddy take care of you,” he growls between licks, his fingers tightening around my thighs to anchor me to the bed when I raise my hips to meet him, but how can I stay still? I’ve never felt anything like this, never imagined that I ever would. Now I have this perfect man pleasuring me like I am paying him to, when . . .

Oh, God!

My thoughts scatter as his touch burns through my brain cells.

My body trembles as he laps at my arousal, rubbing his tongue hungrily at my clit like it’s the one thing keeping him alive, but it feels the opposite. It feels like I will die if he stops even for a second.

“Daddy, faster,” I beg when I feel myself drawing close to the edge. I have no idea how far the drop is, but I trust him. A finger joins his tongue, and I moan when he presses it against my entrance, pushing it gently into my sex and stopping at the knuckle. He repeats this as his tongue laps at my arousal. My thighs begin to shake, and my vision wavers as I draw closer to my climax, and when his lips close over that sensitive bundle of nerves, I lose it.

My lips part in a scream, fingers digging into the sheets as a delicious sensation spreads to the tips of my toes. My back arches off the bed as pressure unlike anything I could have anticipated shoots up my body, and a warm heat releases onto his hungry tongue. My sex clenches tightly around his digit, but he doesn’t stop lapping at my sex until I am practically shaking, a whimpering mess on the bed.

I don’t get a chance to recover from the earth-shattering orgasm before he demands that I open my eyes. I blink against the light as I try to focus on the naked giant looming over me. I have no idea when Nick got undressed, but I don’t get to question it before his lips crash with mine.

My eyes flutter back to a close when his lips capture mine in a wet, passionate kiss, licking into my mouth with a hunger unlike anything I would have expected. It’s not sweet or hesitant like I always pictured kisses would be, but instead, it’s feral. The fact that I can taste myself on his lips makes it even more . . .wicked.

“I’m going to fuck you now, angel,” Nick rasps, sounding every bit as out of breath as I am. “I’m so hard I could blow right now, but I’m only coming inside of you.”

I read the question in his eyes, and in an attempt to assure him, I lift my shaky fingers to his face. “I haven’t been with anyone before,” I whisper, shocked by the level of casualness on my part. We are both strangers about to have unprotected sex, and all we have is each other’s words.

“Are you on birth control?” Nick asks, his eyes darkening when I shake my head. “Fuck, I could get you pregnant.”

“I read somewhere that if you pull out—”

“I am not pulling out of anything, angel,” he growls, hooking his forearm beneath my hips and lifting them to his. His dark, intense eyes watch me as he takes hold of his heavy shaft with his other hand and guides it to my needy opening. My sex pulses with desire when he drags the head of his thick erection over my sex.

“Daddy,” I whimper with desperation, ignoring the little voice at the back of my head reminding me this is a paid date. After this, Nick and I may never see each other again. Instead of convincing me to pull away, all it does is make me want more. Whatever I can get from this man before all of this is over, I will take it. “Please, Daddy, take me!”

“Fuck!” he says raggedly, rubbing his cock against my sex and gathering the moisture at my entrance before thrusting in with a strangled roar. I get little warning before his massive cock is tearing through my virgin barrier and into me. It doesn’t immediately register what just happened until the pain filters in. It hurts, but it does nothing to take away the pulsing heat. More than that, it leaves me feeling small and vulnerable. But with Nick’s body surrounding mine, I feel . . .safe.

I just gave my virginity to Nick.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bury my face in his neck, letting his strong masculine scent curb the panic and ground me.

“Fuck me, angel, you are so wet and tight. Are you okay, baby?” Nick asks through gritted teeth, his tone growing softer when I don’t immediately respond. “Did I hurt you? Do you need me to stop?”

Stop?No!

My arms close tightly around him as I sniff back tears. “Y-you said there was no stopping.”

“Fuck, angel. If you need me to stop, that’s what I’ll do. I won’t hurt you,” he grinds out, his words pushing me even closer to the edge of falling hopelessly in love.

“Don’t stop,” I whimper, wrapping my leg tightly around his hip and sinking my nails deeper into his skin. “Please,Daddy. Make me yours!”

“Goddamnit!” He brushes his lips against my neck as he rolls his hips slowly. I gasp at the move, my body trying to adjust to his wide girth, and I can tell it’s going to take a while. “Let me know if you need me to stop—”

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