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"Kiss me, angel," I demand.

"Tate."

"Kiss me, Samara."

She offers her mouth up like an obedient little sacrifice.

"I love you," I whisper, covering her mouth with mine.

I push forward. Her hymen resists for a split second before tearing around my cock. She cries out in shock, going completely rigid beneath me. I sink into her to the hilt. My stomach churns with regret, my balls with relief.

"I'm sorry," I breathe, kissing her lips again and then again. "I'm sorry."

She whimpers into my mouth, the pained sound breaking my heart.

"Never again," I vow, kissing all over her face. "It'll never feel like that again, angel."

"Good because that hurt," she says, sniffling. "I told you that you wouldn't fit."

"Angel, baby." I groan, trying not to laugh because I'm pretty sure that will just piss her off. "I'm inside that juicy cunt right now, buried all the way to the hilt."

Her pussy spasms around me.

Interesting.

"You're taking all of me, Samara," I say, placing my mouth near her ear. "And as soon as you're ready, I'm going to ride that pretty pussy until you're coming all over my cock."

Her pussy spasms again.

Oh, angel. I know your number now.She likes the dirty talk.

"I think I'm ready now," she whispers.

"Yeah?" I nip at her ear and then wrap my tongue around the lobe to ease the sting of my bite. "Maybe I should keep saying filthy shit to you just to make sure. I could tell you how good you taste when you're coming all over my tongue. Or how much you're going to like it when you're on your hands and knees next time with that ass in the air and I'm drilling you from behind." I nuzzle my face into her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin. "Or maybe I should tell you how fucking hard I got when you were gagging on my cock last night."

Her pussy clamps down on me hard this time.

"Tate," she moans, her hands drifting down my back.

"Yeah," I chuckle. "You're ready."

"Then f-fuck me already!" she cries.

"Nu-uh," I whisper, shaking my head against hers. "When I'm in you, I'm making love to you, Samara. It doesn't matter how filthy my mouth is or what kinky shit I do to you, I will never take you with anything less than complete reverence." I brush my mouth against hers, hitching her leg higher up my hip. "When I'm in you, I plan to worship you. Every single time."

"Oh my gosh," she whispers.

I rock my hips back and then push forward, taking her slowly. She needs to know this isn't fucking. It doesn't matter how dirty it gets, there's nothing casual about this for either one of us. This woman is my soul, the one I've been waiting for my entire life. I fully intend to spend the rest of it loving her the way she deserves. She doesn't know what it's like to be loved unconditionally, to have a place in this world and people to call her own. She will with me.

"Oh," she gasps, grasping onto my shoulders. "Oh my god."

"That's right," I croon, kissing a trail down her throat. "In this bed, I'm your god. You ride my cock to heaven." I pull her nipple into my mouth, raking it through my teeth. "It's yours anyway. Every part of me is yours."

"Tate," she cries, writhing beneath me.

I make love to her slowly, pumping my hips like we have all night. I feel her walls dragging against my cock with every thrust, feel the way they clench and flutter and grip me tight. She's heaven around me, the most incredible thing I've ever experienced. And still, I want to go deeper, until I'm imprinted inside her, a permanent piece of her.

I flip her to her stomach, coming down over her. My thighs spread hers wide, my body caging hers in on the bed. She melts into the mattress, her wet hair tangled in my fist. I kiss all over her neck and shoulders, grinding my hips against her round ass. I'm deeper this way, the head of my cock nudging against her cervix with every thrust.

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