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She grips at my hips and pulls me toward her opening.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
She nods, then closes her eyes and bites her lip as if she’s expecting pain. I’m big, but I’ve never sent a girl home in tears.
I line up to her hot center. She’s slick from my mouth and her arousal. I push in an inch and hold my breath. “You’re so fucking tight.” My balls tighten, and I lose control. I can’t wait another minute, so I drive it home and she screams. It feels right, so fucking right, and also wrong, so, so, wrong.
“Holy shit. Tell me you’re not virgin.” My mind tells me to stop, but my hips plunge forward again and again. Her tight pussy milks me until I’m ready to blow. I pull on every reserve of strength I have and hold still. My arms shake. My dick pulses while her soft folds tighten and relax around me. “Maddy.”
Her tense body unwinds as she becomes accustomed to my size. “I’m sorry. I thought you knew. I said I never…”
I pepper her with kisses. “I thought you meant it never felt like that, not that you never…” I begin to move again, and this time I’m rewarded with little moans of pleasure. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you. I’ll make it better.”
“I don’t believe it can be better than that. It was perfect.” She clenches her inner muscles.
I’m lost in the sensation. I want to drive into her and make her scream my name, but I’ve already taken her too hard.
She wraps her arms around me, the warmth of her chest against mine. “I’m okay now. Don’t hold back.”
I begin to move inside her heat. Her eyes fall back like she’s on drugs. Each stroke pulls a beautiful melody from her mouth, and yet, as I drive myself inside her, every muscle, bone, and nerve strive to wipe the memory of the pain I caused her away.
“More,” she whimpers as her heels grip my ass.
I ought to be gentle, and I do hold back even though my lust drives me hungrily inside her tight pussy. Her moans increase, and her pale body rocks with each thrust. Soft breasts bounce against my chest as she cradles me between her thighs. Her voice rises and falls as she clutches at my back. Our eyes connect. “You’re mine,” I growl out, and I mean it. I’m her first, and I’ll be her last.
I drive into her until she screams again, but this time it’s not in pain. It’s the sweetest sound of pleasure. I still and pour myself into her, pulse by pulse, until not an ounce of energy is left to hold me up.
My face is at her neck while her hands dance across my back. “That was amazing, Maddy.”
“It was perfect.”
“You’re perfect and you're mine.”
“Yes, I’m yours for five more days.”
Her words slice through my chest. Each one like a jagged sword to my soul. I don’t want ruin the moment by pointing out her lie so instead, I press my lips to her mouth and go about changing her mind with a kiss.
/> “Stay here.” I reluctantly rise from her body. The evidence of her first time is smeared on her thighs. It’s a fucking beautiful sight. I’ve never been anyone’s first anything.
I rush to the kitchen and dampen a towel. When I return, I clean her up and pull her into my arms. “Why me?” I repeat the words she’d asked me earlier.
She lays her head against my chest, her dark hair cascades over my body. “Because you’re perfect.”
“Stay with me tonight.” I lift her and take her down the hallway to my room. It isn’t a request as much as a statement. I kick open the door to the bathroom and set her on the counter while I start the tub. I rode her hard, and she’s just a beginner. She never complained, but I know she has to feel me in every cell of her body.
I squeeze my shampoo under the spigot and watch the bubbles build and expand. “Are you sore?” I feel like a total ass, and a total stud at the same time. I glance back at her sitting on my white marble countertop. Her ass is spread on the stone between two sinks, and my dick twitches to life again.
She stretches and then hops off the counter. Her inner thighs glisten. Her eyes shoot between her legs where a rope of my cum rolls down her skin.
She swipes at it and brings it to her face. “I thought you wore a condom?” She stares at the creamy wetness on her palm.
“No, I asked if you wanted me to use birth control and you said no.”
She marches into the bathroom and grabs a wad of tissue. “I didn’t say no. You asked if I was on birth control and I indicated I wasn’t. Shit, Ripley, what if I’m pregnant?” She wipes my love from her thighs and tosses it away. “You stalled, and I thought you were taking care of it.”
My seed could be implanted in her now. My child could fill her belly, and I want to stand up and pound my chest in celebration. Maddy, on the other hand, collapses to the floor in a heap. Her head falls forward, and she curls up in a ball.
“Baby, I’ll take care of you.” She pulls herself up and wipes the tears from her eyes.
