"What the fuck?" he swears. "Are you? It’s not possible… Tell me it’s not true, Flower."
I squeeze my eyes shut. "D-don’t stop," I say through gritted teeth. "Don’t you d-dare stop now."
He raises me up until, once more, I’m poised with my pussy clamped around the head of his cock. Then he lowers me slowly, centimeter by centimeter, so slowly that I can feel every ridge of his thick, hard cock.
The pain recedes and is replaced by a trembling that sparks off in my lower belly. I dig my fingertips into the muscles of his forearm, then lower my chin to my chest. I keep my eyes closed for two reasons. One, because I don’t want to see the inevitable question on his face and two, because all of my senses are focused on that part of him which is inside of me. His shaft swells and fills me and stretches me in a way that I have never been before.
"Flower," he murmurs, "you okay?"
Without opening my eyes, I squeeze down on his length, and a groan rips from me.
"Cazzo!"he growls. "What the fuck are you doing?"
I crack open my eyelids and take in the color that sears his cheeks. His eyes are half-closed, his lips parted. His nostrils flare as his gaze meets mine. "Just because you surprised me, don’t think I’m going to go easy on you."
"I would be disappointed if you did," I retort. And I mean it. The part of me that has stopped fighting welcomes his possession, the force of his dominance that crashes into my chest and leaves me panting.
I bare my teeth, and he surges up. He flips me over so that I’m on my back in the tub.
He grips my legs, raises them, and hooks my knees over his shoulders.
"If you think you can control the first time I fuck you, you are sadly mistaken."
Of course, I don’t. It’s why I’m surprised that he has allowed me to take the lead for as long as he has. He’s too macho, too dominant, too everything to not direct the proceedings.
He reaches between us, slots his cock into my slit, then with one thrust, he plunges home. Too much. Too full. If I thought that having him inside me earlier prepared me for his intrusion, then I’m sadly mistaken. He’s so goddam big I swear I can feel him all the way in my throat.
"Christian," I groan, "omigod, Chris."
He pulls out of me, then breaches me again, once more hitting that part deep inside of me that I didn't know existed. I surge up, wind my arms around his neck, and push my swollen nipples into that hard chest as I strain against him.
He pulls out again, then angles his hips so when he impales me next, the ridge of his cock hits my swollen clit. Pleasure vibrates out from the contact. Goose bumps pop on my skin. He slides one hand between us and pinches my clit, and I explode.
The shivers run up my legs, up my thighs, swirl around my belly as he continues to fuck me. He rams his cock into me again and again. Each hit sends a fresh burst of sensations up my spine. My eyes roll back in my head. I dig my heels into his back and bury my teeth in my lower lip as I begin to ride the waves of pleasure that surge up my body. A flash of light crashes behind my eyes, and spots of black flicker at the edges of my eyesight.
He continues to plunge into me over and over again. His muscles bunch, his shoulders go solid. He pulls out and then comes, shooting thick ropes of cum across my chest.
My limbs tremble, and I float for a few seconds. When I open my eyes, he’s looking at me. His eyebrows are furrowed, his blue gaze burning like he’s trying to figure out the answer to something.
"What?" I frown. "What is it?"
"You know what." He glares at me. "When were you planning on telling me?"
"Never?" I hunch my shoulders. "It’s not a big deal, okay?"
"I took your virginity, and it’s not a big deal?"
"Surely, you’re not going to go all caveman about some stupid piece of skin, are you?"
His jaw tics. "What game are you playing with me, Aurora? First, you resist me. Then you change your mind and decide to jump me, only for me to find out that you are a virgin?"
"Firstly, it really isn’t a big deal, and secondly, you took off your clothes and told me to take off my clothes and join you in the tub, so of course, I assumed the worst. I thought that if I—"
"Took the lead; you could steer the proceedings?" he says in a hard voice.
"Something like that."
"It’s difficult for you to give up control, isn’t it?"