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Her gaze ran down the length of his body, and he loved it. Wrapping his fingers around his cock, he ran his hand up and down, showing off the size. He wasn’t embarrassed by what he was packing in his pants. “Do you like what you see?”

“Wow,” she said. “Erm, do you have any condoms? I don’t.”

“I’ve got it covered.” Reaching into his pants, he pulled out a single condom.

“Were you expecting this when you came here?”

“I wasn’t expecting anything. I’m always prepared, and I’m always going to be protected. This is about protecting the both of us.”

“Okay.”

“Come here, baby.”

She took a step toward him, giggling. “Baby?”

“Haven’t you noticed it’s my word for you?” When she was close to him, he banded an arm around her waist and pressed his face against her neck. “Fuck me, you smell good. You know I have to be careful when I’m around you.”

“Why?”

“You make me want you so damn bad. Half of the time I’m fighting a boner.” He kissed her neck, nibbling on the pulse that was beating frantically.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.

“Don’t worry. I’ll teach you.”

“Exactly how many women have you been with?”

“Enough to know what I’m doing. I’ll make it really good for you.”

“Have you had a virgin before?” she asked.

“No. You’re my first.” The girls he’d been with before had all known what they were doing, and after sex had admitted they’d been with someone else.

Turning her toward the bed, he eased her down and sank to his knees. “Trust me, baby. I’ll make it good for you.”

She nodded, biting her lip.

“Lie back.”

She lowered down to the bed, and he spread her thighs, staring at her creamy virgin pussy. Sliding his fingers between her lips, he touched her clit, watching her gasp. She was wet and ready for him.

In his need to have Elsa, he’d gone online looking for ways of taking a virgin, and the only solid piece of information he was given was to take his time, to love the woman for the first time.

That was exactly what he was going to do. Leaning forward, he slid his tongue between her slit, flicking her clit.

“What are you doing?” she asked, jerking up.

“Have a little trust, okay? I’m not going to do anything to you that you’re not going to like.”

“Are you sure?”

Noah chuckled. “Believe me, I’m going to have you screaming from the rooftops before the end of the night.”

She lay back down, and he tongued her clit, getting her all nice and wet. He gripped her thighs, keeping her open even as her pussy grew sensitive. Keeping his tongue on her, he flicked, sucked, and nibbled on her clit, heightening her arousal. He knew exactly what to do to take her over the edge, but instead he kept her there, making her even wetter. There was no way he was going to spoil this opportunity. When he was finished, he wanted her to think of nothing but him. He wanted her to be so consumed by need for him that she finally admitted to wanting him. Noah took his time, making sure she was at the edge of the abyss before he plunged her over, and she screamed his name.

Reaching out to grab the condom, he tore into the foil packet, and rolled the latex down his cock. He eased her up the bed and followed her as he went.

“Noah?”

“It’s okay. I’ll take my time.”

“You’re, erm, the rumors about you are true.”

He chuckled. “Forget about all of them. All that matters is you and me, and what we’re about to do right here and now.”

Kissing her lips, he caressed down her body, going to her tits. He stroked over her nipples, pinching the hard buds, and then soothing them out with the palm of his hand. Cupping one breast in his hand, he released her lips, and flicked his tongue across one hardened peak. His cock was desperate to get inside her, but he’d wait.

Noah was coming to find for Elsa, he’d do anything.

She was in his head and everywhere.

No matter what he tried to do, he couldn’t forget about her, and his need for her only kept on growing.

Moving to her other breast, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his teeth to create a bite of pain.

“Please, Noah, I want you,” she said, moaning. “I can’t take much more.”

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“Then say it to me.”

“You want me to talk dirty to you?”

“I want you to tell me what you want.”

She sighed. “Noah, please will you fuck me?”

Her cheeks were a lovely shade of red, and he decided against torturing her some more. “Yes.” Reaching down, he gripped his cock, and pressed the tip against her pussy entrance. She tensed up, and Noah forced himself to slow down. “This may hurt a little.” He hoped it didn’t hurt at all, and everything he’d read was fucking wrong.


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