Page 42 of Bombshell

The power of seeing perfection come apart while I ate the most luscious pussy I’d ever tasted ranked as the best moment of my life.

Using my hand, I opened her folds and lapped at the sweetest cream I’d ever had. Her body bucked as she cried out my name.

“Come on my tongue, baby,” I urged her, wanting more of it.

“Oh my God,” she moaned as she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. “OH MY GOD!”

A shudder racked her body as I inhaled her release, and she began to ride my face. It made me want to pound my chest. I’d done this. I had given her this nirvana. Me. Not Canyon.

At the thought of the other man, my body tensed. I felt as if a vise had clamped around my throat, and my chest felt like it was going to explode. I fought back the roar building inside me and tore myself away from her, only to remove my jeans and underwear while watching her naked body spread out for me, panting as she came down from the high I had given her.

I reached for the drawer in the bedside table and took out a condom. Her eyes followed me as I tore it open and rolled it down my hard dick. This wasn’t what I had intended to do. She was untouched. I didn’t deserve this, but I would be damned if another man had her. No one else deserved her either. There would never be anyone good enough for her. At least I knew with me, she would be worshipped properly.

I stared down at her as I knelt between her legs. I didn’t want to give her time to stop this, but I also knew I couldn’t take her virginity without knowing she was giving it to me willingly. I could hear my own heavy breathing as I waited. It took self-control I hadn’t known I possessed not to bury myself inside her.

“Micah,” she said, and the question in her eyes was echoed in that one word.

“Do you want this?” I asked in a hoarse whisper.

If she said no, I might not ever recover.

“Yes, please.” Her voice was so soft that I almost didn’t hear her over the pounding of my heart. But the please had humbled me to the point that I struggled to inhale my next breath.

I wasn’t worthy of this, but by God, I would make it special. Lowering myself over her, I trailed kisses from her breasts, along her collarbone, to the pulse in her neck, up to her mouth that was slightly open.

“I’ll do everything I can to ease the pain,” I promised her.

“I don’t care about the pain. I just want it to be you.”

Closing my eyes for a moment, I took a deep breath, then let it out. “You say shit like that, and it makes it hard to go slow.”

She reached up and cupped the side of my face with her small hand. “Then, don’t. I want it to be good for you too.”

A low chuckle rumbled in my chest. “Tink, I can promise you, that is not gonna be a problem.”

I placed a kiss on her lips as I pressed against her entrance. She tensed beneath me as I began to ease inside her.

“Relax, baby,” I urged her as I bent my head over the crook of her neck and did my best to do this slowly.

She nodded, opening her legs wider as her breathing deepened. I sank deeper until I felt the barrier. This was a first. Knowing about the hymen and actually encountering one was two different things.

I had never fucked a virgin. I’d heard enough talk to know that it hurt them, they bled, and it wasn’t good for the female. I’d be damned if that was how it was going to be for Dolly. She would enjoy this. I’d make sure the pleasure outweighed the bad. If I could keep from fucking coming too soon. The way she was squeezing my dick was the closest thing to heaven I would ever get. I’d bet my life this was better than the fucking pearly gates.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, then kissed my neck.

I thrust into her at those words and stilled as she let out a cry and clung to me. My dick was buried inside her completely now, and every muscle in my body was locked up as I clenched my teeth and fought the desire to get more of this. Feel her tight cunt as I pumped in and out of her.

She lifted her hips then and hissed through her teeth. I managed to not start fucking her like an animal as she slid her legs up mine and let out a low moan. Jesus H. Christ, I deserved an award for this.

“Please,” she begged.

I didn’t know if she was asking me to move or to get out. She ran her hands down my back until her nails bit into my asscheeks. I was going to take that to mean that she wanted me to stay. Easing back, I began to gently pump in and out of her. Each time going a little deeper, pushing a little harder. Bringing myself closer and closer to my release.

“Micah,” she breathed as she grabbed my biceps. “Micah!”

Her inner walls clamped down hard on my cock, and I felt the tremor as it rolled through her body.

FUCK YES! She was coming.

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