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“Still want more?”

“Of course I do. Do you want me to”—she waved between us—“you know, with your thingy?”

Dropping my head, I burst out laughing. I knew what she meant and I wasn’t laughing to embarrass her. She was just so damn cute. Hearing her join me, I lifted my head back up and dropped a kiss on her lips.

“We’ll work up to that, baby. Right now, I’m asking if you want me in here.” I cupped her between her legs, showing her what I meant.

Smiling widely, she nodded. “The condoms Maddie filled the cart with are in the drawer beside my head.”

Closing one eye and pretending to think about it, I hummed. “That should last us a week or so.”

When she giggled, something new hit me. This was a first, the relaxed intimacy and ability to laugh, even though we were about to have sex.

Reaching over, I pulled open the drawer and huffed out a laugh at the number of rubbers filling it before pulling one out.

The knowledge of what this moment was hit me, and even though I was nervous about making sure she enjoyed it, I was also determined to make sure she did. Lifting back up to my knees, I pulled my shorts down and then shifted so I could kick them off.

It was when I was back on my knees, about to tear the wrapper open with my teeth, that she sucked in a breath and reached out, trailing her fingertips down my dick. “You’re beautiful.”

The words were far from emasculating. Far, far from it. Gripping the foil packet between my teeth, I tore it open and let her play until I couldn’t take it anymore. The softness of her hands mixed with the slight roughness of the pads of her fingers from working with clay for so long was driving me out of my mind.

“Baby,” I choked. “If we don’t do this soon, I’m going to explode.”

Slowly, she retracted her hand like she didn’t want to let go. “I can play more later, right?”

“You can play all you want,” I promised, rolling the condom down my length, and taking deep breaths to get my control back.

The second it was in place, she wrapped her legs around my thighs and beckoned with her finger for me to lower down. Dropping onto one fist in the bed beside her shoulder, I kissed her hard and deep while using my free hand to play with her one final time.

When it was time, I slowly guided my cock to her entrance, notching the tip into it and lifting my mouth away from hers.

“I promise to go slowly.”

Smiling up at me, she whispered, “Don’t you know, there’s no one else I’d trust more.”

Pushing into her, I swore through gritted teeth. “I’m the only one you’ll do this with. Ever!”

Making clear she was done talking, she pulled my head back down and kissed me as I carefully made my way inside her in small in and out motions. It was torture, but I made it happen and pushed in until I hit a barrier that made my eyes fly open. I mean, I’d figured it out, but I hadn’t expected this.

Fuck, this was going to hurt her. I’m sure that’s what happened, but I’d never been in this position before.

“Baby,” I said against her lips. “Are you sure?”

Her response didn’t come in words. It came in actions as she used her legs to pull my hips forward. Taking a deep breath, I pushed back against them to get some room to move, and then thrust back in, breaking through her innocence.

I’d expected her to cry out or scream, to tell me to stop or push me away. The only indication of her pain and discomfort, though, was the tightening of her thighs around my waist and her nails digging into my back.

Holding still, I waited until her muscles relaxed, kissing her gently and breezing my lips across her face. I wasn’t sure if I should ask her if she was okay and draw attention to it, which might embarrass her, or if it was best to let her get through it with soothing touches.

The latter felt like the better option for Sienna, given how she dealt with things, so that’s what I did.

It turned out I was right, and that was proven when she suddenly pulled my mouth back to hers and kissed me fiercely. “I’m okay now.”

I wasn’t sure if she’d still be in pain, so I carefully withdrew and pushed back inside her until I knew she was enjoying the movements. That’s when I withdrew farther and put some extra power behind my thrusts, until all of me was inside her and I was pressed up tightly against her pussy.

“Jesus, Sienna,” I rasped. “Never… Nothing in my life has ever felt better than you do.”


Tags: Mary B. Moore Erotic