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She nods her head in agreement, so I grasp her wrists tighter, tight enough to leave bruises on them. Sophie’s front teeth bite down on her bottom lip as she leans her head back against the wall, watching me. Waiting for me to move again. Wanting me to keep fucking her, even if it hurts. She may be innocent and inexperienced, but the girl likes it rough, which is fucking perfect for me.
“Say it,” I demand, wanting to hear the words from her mouth. “If you want me to keep going, say it.”
Releasing her bottom lip from her teeth, she licks her lips…then she rolls her body from chest to ass, bearing down on my dick like a goddamn sex goddess, nearly setting me off.
“I-I like it when you hurt me,” Sophie replies softly, as if she’s embarrassed to admit it.
Her words shouldn’t make my dick swell even more, but they do. She asked for it tonight, begged me to hurt her instead of the asshole on the ground.
I never cared if I hurt a woman I was fucking before. But now, I want to hurt Sophie and I want her to get off on the pain with me. Her needs come before my own. I’m not racing to the finish line like usual. No, I want to drag this out, make it good for her.
She’s a virgin who should remember her first time with me. I want her to enjoy my dick so much she begs for it every day and night after we say our vows.
Another roll of her body, followed by a whispered, “Please, Lochlan,” and I fucking lose it.
My lips slam over hers, my tongue shoving inside. She whimpers into my mouth when I bottom out, hitting that magical spot.
“That’s it, princess. Give it up to me, only me. Your pussy might hurt now, but it’s going to miss my cock filling it, claiming it,” I tell her between eager tongue thrusts. It’s like I can’t keep my mouth off hers. I want to be inside of her every which way I can. And I can’t wait to get my tongue in her sweet pussy. “I promise I’ll lick it better tomorrow before I fuck you again.”
Sophie lifts her head to put her lips back on mine to shut me up. I love invading her mouth and her pussy at the same time, flattening her smaller, softer body to the wall with my bigger frame as I thrust upward and slam her down on my dick. I take her harder, faster until we’re panting into each other’s mouth. Her pussy pulses, pulling me in deeper. With a mewl that turns me inside out, her entire body trembles against mine and I erupt.
We come together, like a give and take, a push and pull, feeding off the other for so long I’m not certain my legs will keep holding us up. Her cunt drains every single drop from me, like her womb is greedy for my cum.
All too soon, though, the tremors ease up for both of us. The final jerk rips a growl of disappointment that it’s over from me that I bury in her neck.
Already I want more. I want to take Sophie home with me tonight, to tie her to my bed and stay buried inside of her for hours.
Soon.
Tomorrow we’ll be married, her pussy will heal enough to take my cock again, and I can have her whenever I fucking want her.
11
Sophie
Lochlan said the next time, and it was such a relief that I relaxed, allowing him inside me, even welcomed the pain because it means he still wants me, still wants to marry me.
The man still intimidates and overwhelms me but in a good way. He may not be kind or gentle, but nobody has ever made me feel like this—like the center of their world and nothing else matters.
Being with him, it’s like I’m someone else. Someone sexy and experienced. Not a child but a grown woman who made a man lose control.
At least it felt like Lochlan lost control with me. Maybe sex is always like that for him. At least he didn’t laugh at me if I did something wrong…
As my body cools, my doubts and insecurities begin to grow. Did he mean what he said? Maybe I misunderstood.
Lochlan’s face is buried in my neck, his teeth nipping at my throat as we both catch our breath, my arms still restrained above my head.
“You still want to marry me tomorrow?” I ask and he pulls back to look at my face, a single eyebrow raised in question. “Even if I’m not a virgin?”
Now he releases my wrists and takes a step back. I’m actually sad to be rid of his penis when the weight and girth slips out of me.
“Your father and I have a deal,” he says while reaching down to tug the hem of my dress back down where it belongs. I assume that means yes. “Fucking you a day earlier doesn’t change that. It’s after midnight, so we’ll be married later today,” he adds. “Not that Salvato needs to know…”
Taking himself in his hand, he fists himself to put his dick back in his pants and freezes. Lifting his long, slightly less rigid penis, he examines every inch of it in the dim light before scowling at me. “You didn’t bleed.”
“Wh-what?”
“Was it all just an act?” he asks while finally tucking himself away, fixing up his pants.
