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I push lightly, rocking against her, giving her time to open. She’s soaking wet, so that should help, and when I enter her a couple inches, she gasps, then her head falls back on the bed, and she arches her neck.
“You okay?”
She swallows hard and nods. “Yeah. I like it.”
“Can you take more?” I ask.
I’ve never fucked someone so politely before. What is this woman doing to me?
She nods.
I enter her slowly, so very slowly, in a steady movement until I’m balls deep. She winces and gasps, and I wait, giving her time to adjust. I want to pound her pussy, and it’s taking all the self-restraint I have to hold back.
Not to mention hold my orgasm. I want to unload in her, coat her insides with my cum. But not yet.
When her nails dig into my ass again, announcing she wants more, I slide in and out, watching her for signs of pleasure or pain. A small smile crosses her lips and I pump faster, cupping her ass with one hand, and her face with the other.
Her hands slide to her breasts, running her thumbs over her nipples like I did, and I take heady pleasure in the thought that I might have taught her something.
I just want to fuck hard, though I’m holding back from the full force of what I could deliver, holding on by a fragile string of self-control I am afraid is about to break. That’s when her eyes close, her mouth opens, and her arms tighten around me, as if they can get any tighter, and she lets out a cry that’s music to my ears.
The throbbing in my balls detonates through my cock, and I’m out of my mind, convulsing, groaning, being reborn, and knowing I’ll remember her even if she forgets me tomorrow.
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CHAPTERSIXTY-NINE
Charleigh
How is this supposed to work?
Now I have to fake being a virgin? Because I sure as hell am not one anymore.
Vadik told me not to worry about it when I asked, that there would be a surprise later tonight that I’m not to know about until then.
A surprise. Just what I need.
How about a non-surprise? Something predictable? Somethingnormal?
Too much to hope for, no doubt.
What could my surprise be? A going away party, maybe? A gift? Another pretty dress to remember my time at the club by?
Goody.
I won’t lie. For some truly fucked up reason, when someone bids on me and I have to say goodbye to the guys, my heart is going to break.
How can I feel this way about men who are about to ruin my life? Throw me away like I’m nothing?
Who do I hate more? Myself or them?
It’s a draw.
I’m grateful I lost my virginity to Vadik, and I’d be lying if I don’t admit I liked it.
Actually, loved it.
I’m extra-grateful it won’t be taken by some creep who buys me like just another possession. He might not know I’m no longer a virgin—you can’t always tell, I read in some internet article—but I’ll know and I’ll be laughing on the inside, enjoying that he was suckered. That’s he’s getting screwed even more than I am.
