“Um, Nixon?”
I struggled to tear my eyes away from her center, barely managing to meet her worried gaze. “What’s wrong, baby?” I asked with a concerned frown. “Is this too fast?” Please say no. Please say no.
“It’s not that”—thank fuck—“I just thought I should tell you. So um, remember when you asked if I knew about women having sex from experience?”
Red began to color my vision at the thought of Ember doing anything sexual with someone who wasn’t me. I shook my head. “I don’t want to know, Ember,” I said through clenched teeth. “I don’t care who or how many men you’ve been with. Just don’t tell me. I don’t think I can—”
“But that’s just it—”
“Stop.”
Ember huffed and leaned up on her elbows, making her big tits bounce. The movement did a bang-up job of distracting me from thoughts of her with someone else.
“Nixon!” she snapped, dragging my attention from her breasts. “I’m trying to tell you I’m a freaking virgin!”
Shock and absolute euphoria slammed into me. And I’ll admit, a healthy dose of smugness. No man had ever, or would ever, see Ember like this. Nobody would feel her come apart in their arms, or on their cock, except me. But when a cocky smile began to curve my lips, Ember’s gorgeous green eyes narrowed, so I reined it in.
I shifted onto my hands and knees, hovering over her with my fists pressing into the mattress on both sides of her head. “Thank you,” I murmured, and her expression went soft.
“You really don’t mind?”
“Of course not, baby. You’re giving me a beautiful gift, and I promise I’ll take care of you.”
Something shifted in her gaze, but it was quickly gone, and before I could ask her about it, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a passionate kiss.
My hands cupped her generous tits, and I pulled my lips from hers to take one stiff peak into my mouth. I nibbled and sucked on each of her breasts in turn until I reached the end of my rope.
Sitting back on my heels, I spread her legs as wide as they could comfortably go, then I wrapped a hand around my cock and pumped it a couple of times.
A little squeak from Ember had my eyes flying up to hers. I was about to ask what was wrong until I realized that her nervous gaze was glued to my cock—which was much more than average-sized.
“I don't know if that thing”—she glared at me when I chuckled—“will fit inside me.”
“Trust me, baby,” I crooned, running my hands from her ankles up to her thighs. “I have no doubt we’ll fit perfectly together.”
Her expression was dubious, but when I used my thumbs to open her pussy lips and bent to suck her clit into my mouth, she quickly forgot her worries.
“Nixon!”
I grinned and gave the plump bundle of nerves a firm little tug between my teeth before sitting back up. Her glare was adorable.
Moving over her again, one hand on the bed, and the other guiding my dick, I instructed, “Put your legs around my hips, baby.”
She did as she was told, and the tip of my cock slid into her slick heat. “Fuck,” I groaned. Come was already leaking from my tip, and I wasn’t even an inch inside her yet. Slowly, I pushed forward, careful to stop every time she tensed and give her muscles the chance to stretch to accommodate my girth.
Unfortunately, I’d used up all my reserves of rational thought and self-control. So when I felt the thin barrier of her virginity, I lost my fucking mind. “This sweet little cherry is mine,” I growled before slamming my dick the rest of the way in, bumping into her cervix when I was completely sheathed.
“Fuck!” I shouted as my cock exploded. Shit, shit, shit. I couldn’t fucking believe I came before her, but what was worse, I’d broken my promise to take care of her. I fought through the haze of passion to check on her, worried I’d seriously hurt her.
But I should have known better. Ember was fucking made for me. A tear ran down one of her cheeks, but otherwise, she stared at me with green pools of wonder, glazed with desire. “Are you alright?” I rasped.
She nodded. “It only hurt for a second. Now, I just feel…full.”
I nodded, unable to speak while I was trying not to move. A herculean feat, considering I was still on the edges of my orgasm.
“Can you, um, would you move?” she asked, almost shyly.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
I grabbed her ass and raised it for a better angle as I withdrew, then slammed home again.
“Oh!” Ember cried out, her hands flying up to clutch my biceps. “Again,” she breathed after a second.
My body moved in a steady rhythm at first, but with every thrust and clench of her muscles around my cock, I lost my finesse. “Oh, fuck, Ember,” I growled. “You feel so damn good. Your tight, virgin pussy is gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Oh, yeah, baby. Fuck!”