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Rose rained tiny kisses against his moist neck. “What you…did to me was exquisite. I love you too.”

“I licked your pussy, sweet.” He chuckled against her neck.

“Cam…” Heat spread through her body.

“I do adore you, my Rose. You know you won’t turn to stone if you say it.”

“I know. It’s just—”

He cupped her cheek. “I understand. And I’m so sorry that the next part might hurt a bit.”

“I don’t

care.”

“I do. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Someone will have to do it eventually,” Rose said. “I want it to be you, Cam. Only you.”

“Touch me.” He led her hand to his swollen shaft.

Rose grasped him. “It’s so hard, Cam.”

He laughed. “Of course it is. It’s for you, my darling. Only for you.”

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Just kiss me…and let me come inside you.”

His mouth came down on hers, and she released his cock, using both of her hands to caress his muscular back and shoulders. His erection nudged against her.

“Are you sure this time?” he asked.

“Yes, Cam.” Her body was on fire. “Yes. In fact, if you don’t make love to me now, I think I may actually die!”

He stroked her lips lightly. “I assure you, you won’t die.” He smiled, and then turned serious. “You need to understand, Rose. When I come inside your body, that makes you mine.”

“I want to be yours. I never wanted anything more—” She gasped as he stabbed her virginal flesh.

“I’m so sorry. I tried to hold on. I’ll stop if you—”

“No, don’t stop. I’m all right.”

Slowly he descended into her, inch by inch. The stab changed to a burn. Still moving slowly. How large was he, anyway? And how deep was her…pussy? Finally he stopped moving.

“Are you in now?” she asked.

“Yes, sweet,” he groaned. “I feel like you were made for me. How do you feel?”

“Well…full, I guess.” She laughed a little. “Now what?”

“I’m going to move inside you. You tell me if you can’t take it, all right?”

“Yes, Cam. Don’t worry. I want to please you.”

He pulled out of her, teasing her entrance, and plunged back in. The burning wasn’t as bad this time, and his moans made her tingle. She was making him feel good, and that made her feel good. He repeated the motion several times, until the burning turned to longing. Then he circled his hips, moving inside of her, helping her get used to his invasion. His movements nudged her peak, sending shivers to her each time he collided with her. Soon she was climaxing again, grabbing his behind and pulling him into her.

“Oh, Cam, Cam,” she moaned.


Tags: Helen Hardt Sex and the Season Erotic