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The alcohol made me lightheaded, and that problem was compounded by pleasure like I’d never known existed. The room seemed to spin and spin until I was completely out of control. All I could do was hang on to his broad, muscled shoulders as he crawled up my body.
The tip of his cock entered my pussy in one hard shove, and we both cried out. There was an unexpected pain as he entered me, reminding me why I’d set out on this venture in the first Goddamned place. At nineteen, I was still a virgin. I’d hoped to give myself an early Christmas present by finding someone to fix that little problem. Looked like I’d managed. The problem was, it really hurt. I sucked in a breath, tensing up and gripping his hips with my thighs.
“What’s wrong, sugar?” Were his words slurred? Between the haze of lust still enveloping me, the shock of the pain, and all the alcohol I’d consumed, I couldn’t be sure. The point was he stopped moving.
“Just… just give me a minute,” I gasped out.
“I hurt you?”
“No! I mean, yes, but it’s easing.”
“Too big for ya.” I’d have thought those words would have been said with a smugness that would have set my teeth on edge. Instead, he stroked my hair off my face and continued to kiss my jaw and chin until he found my mouth once again. Then he began those drugging kisses, building me back up to the point of madness once again.
He stayed perfectly still, though I could feel his heart throbbing through his chest as well as his dick. He tasted of whiskey and mint. Even if I’d been sober, the taste of him would have been just as intoxicating as any alcohol. Not because he’d been drinking. Because of the way he made me feel.
“Take a breath, sugar.” His voice was smooth now, like he had more control than before. Which I wasn’t sure I liked. I wanted him as out of control as I was. Though, I had to be grateful he’d paused the action. Past the pain of when he’d first entered me, the way he stretched my pussy burned, though the pain was replaced by a pleasurable ache. An ache that needed to be eased by the orgasm I knew was close by.
“Please,” I begged in a whisper, “I need…”
“I know, sugar,” he said near my ear. “Hold on to me. I’ll make it good for you.”
I did as he instructed, and he started to… move.
With wicked snaps of his hips, he pressed forward, sliding farther inside me until he was seated all the way. Then he slid out again. Then back in. The pain was gone and the burn fading. In their place was an unimaginable pleasure, one I had no hope of fighting.
“Oh, God… Oh, God!” I broke out in a sweat as the sensations built and built. There was a roaring in my ears that grew louder by the second. The man fucking me moved faster, but all I could focus on was the pleasure radiating from my clit and pussy as it spread through my thighs and belly.
Then it happened. With a scream, I came. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. No amount of masturbation had ever given me what I was experiencing now. My orgasm rushed through me with the force of a detonation. I thrashed under him, meeting each thrust of his hips with one of my own. My pussy clamped down on him, making the throbbing of his cock that much more intense inside me.
Somewhere in the haze of my surroundings, I heard this man bellow to the ceiling, his cock growing impossibly bigger only to pulse inside me over and over. He shuddered around me as his own body went slick with sweat. The last thing I remember before I passed out was his hoarse groan.
“Fuck… me…”
Chapter Two
Cyclone
Sweet baby Jesus in the manger, my head fucking hurt. And yeah, Jesus had very little to do with it. I’d debased myself all on my own. The hangover, I’d been expecting. What I wasn’t expecting was the bare breast next to my mouth with the nipple just begging to be sucked. Without thinking, I snaked my tongue out and lapped at it.
Delicious.
The woman beneath me moaned, tunneling her fingers through my hair gently, almost tentatively. I took the nipple between my lips and sucked gently, loving the way it pebbled to my touch.
God, I wanted to fuck this woman again! I had vague memories of the pleasure I’d found with her the night before, but my head was having none of it. It felt like an ice pick stabbing into my temple.
With a groan, I moved to kiss between her delicate breasts before I looked up into her face… and froze.
She had a dreamy smile on her face, but her brows pinched together like she was in pain. Beautiful chestnut curls spread out like a halo over the pillow. Her eyes were closed, and she made a contented sound as she arched her back, offering her breast to me. She most definitely wasn’t a club girl. In fact…
“Willa?”
She frowned.
I couldn’t help but reach up to stroke the frown on her delicate lips. Then her cheek. “Hey, honey. Open your eyes for me.”
Her lashes fluttered before she followed my instructions and opened her dark brown eyes to look straight into mine. Eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her lips parted on a gasp. Then she groaned, her hand going to her head.
“Oh, God…”
