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A rush of adrenaline shot through me. “Yes.”

His eyes tapered as he slid in one finger and abruptly pulled it out.

“Yes!” I said louder, desperate for him to continue. “But please…go slow.”

His deep chuckle vibrated through me. “Oh, baby…I don’t do slow.”

“Oh,” I squeaked as he added a second finger, then a third. “My God.”

“You’re going to thank me later.” He continued to pump and expand. “I’d hate to break you.”

“How could you possibl—” His hardness pressed into my leg, and I clamped my mouth shut. I understood perfectly.

His eyes softened, as if sensing my fear. “I’ll make sure you’re ready.”

“But I think it will hurt.”

“Oh, it’s going to hurt.” He pushed his fingers in a little deeper. “But in the best way possible.”

Fuck me dead.This guy was everything I didn’t know I wanted.

Two orgasms later, I thought I was well and truly ready until he slipped off his boxer briefs.Lord, have mercy.I’d never seen anything like it, but then again, I only had one other to compare it to. It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen others, just nothing this close. This real.

My friends had showed me their collections of unwanted dick pics over the years, but none of them looked like this. Smooth, cut, thick, long, and set amongst professionally manicured grounds. Even his dick looked rich.

“Open your legs for me,” he ordered, stroking himself as he gazed over my body. He clearly liked to be in charge, and hell, it was doing it for me.

I parted my legs, exposing the embarrassing wet mess he was responsible for, while he rolled on a condom.

“You’re fucking magnificent,” he said before climbing over me and encasing my body between his arms.

As his length met my entrance, I closed my eyes with a wince, anticipating the burn.

He paused. “Look at me.”

I instantly submitted, opening my eyes to his steely blue gaze.

“You need to breathe.” He tenderly wiped a hair from my cheek as he pushed inside. His lips covered my gasp, then smiled when I omitted a pining moan. It had been too long.

Little by little, he increased the pressure until I was drowning with want, but when he hit the spot I’d assumed I didn’t have, scorching heat consumed my entire body.

“You okay?” he asked after my embarrassing whimper.

“Yes,” I puffed out, not wanting him to stop. “So fucking okay.”

When he pulled out, I growled, only to gasp when he thrust back in. He was clearly switching gears.

“Oh God!” My eyes rolled backwards as he hit that profound spot over and over.

“Easy, Tiger. I want to come together this time.”

An uneasiness fell over me. Never in my life had I experienced an orgasm through sex. Come time, I knew I’d have to fake it, just like I’d done since I was eighteen. It was humiliating, but this man deserved to know he was good in bed. Until then, I’d simply enjoy the ride.

His long shaft, filling my void and eliminating the proverbial cobwebs, was incredible. I was so completely aroused and unfazed about his size that he slid in and out with ease.

He grabbed the headboard for extra leverage. “Now you’re in trouble.”

I couldn’t form a word, let alone a sentence, as he pounded into me, each thrust harder than the last. He suckled my nipples, bit my neck, and devoured my mouth, all while his pelvis slammed against mine, drawing me closer to that impossible dream.


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