Page 52 of Cedarwood Cabin

I look at him, confused and out of breath.

“Flora, are you sure you want this…with me?” he asks, swallowing hard. His eyes search mine.

My heart pounds in my chest as I nod. “I’m sure.”

His thumb brushes over my skin as he cups my cheek. “Oh, Flora. I’m not worthy of you.”

I can see the self-doubt on his face. I lean in closer, my lips brushing against his ear. “Dax. I want this…”

His eyes search mine and he pulls me closer. “Are you sure?” he asks again.

“Yes. I want you, Dax.”

He kisses my neck and I lean my head back, letting out a deep moan.

“Flora, I’m going to be so gentle,” he murmurs between kisses.

I grind against him, feeling his cock strain through his underwear. Our hands lock together, our fingers entwining. My movements pick up speed and I can hear his breathing get heavy.

Suddenly, with a swift motion, Dax flips me over. His hand caresses my thigh and he slowly pulls down my shorts. The air hits my exposed skin, making me quiver. I feel vulnerable yet excited. I spread my legs for him, my wet pussy on full display. I watch his eyes as he takes in the sight.

He brushes his hand past my stomach and then caresses my pussy, his touch making me gasp.

“I don't want to hurt you,” Dax says, biting his bottom lip.

“It’s going to hurt at first. I know,” I reply, propping myself on my elbows. “But I trust you.”

We move together, rising onto our knees. I reach and tug his underwear down as his erection stands tall and hard. We both look at each other before I reach out, wrapping my hand around his cock. His eyes never leave mine as he inhales sharply.

“Flora…”

I release my grip on his cock. His fingers move to my pussy and he spreads my lips open. I let out a soft moan as he touches my clit.

With his other hand, he gently pushes on my torso. I relax, lie down, and open my legs for him again.

“Wow. You have such a beautiful pussy,” he whispers.

I offer myself to him completely and he holds my legs open, his hand gripping my thighs. He moves between my legs, his tattooed body towering over me. His fingers rub my clit, and pleasure consumes me. My mouth is wide open, but no noise comes out.

Fuck, I want to orgasm. I’ve only ever made myself orgasm before.

I arch my back as his fingers continue to move on my clit. Pushing my hips towards him, I feel my orgasm building up. I close my eyes, lost in the sensation, as my breathing becomes heavy. His fingers pick up speed, moving from side to side.

Finally, my whole body trembles as I have the most intense orgasm of my life. I let out a cry and my legs quiver. Dax holds me close and wraps his arms around me.

I lie there and look up, seeing he’s impressed with himself. A smile spreads across his face as he reaches into the bedside table drawer and retrieves a condom. He kneels in front of me, holding out the condom. “Wanna put it on?” he asks.

“I’ve never…” I start to stutter.

“It’s okay, I’ll do it.”

He tears open the condom packet, pulling it out and slowly rolling it down his cock. The band grips tightly around his erection. His eyes meet mine, seeking confirmation.

“Flora. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Dax. I’m sure,” I reply. I feel butterflies form in my stomach.

Dax lowers his body on top of mine, positioning himself carefully. One hand supports my head, while his fingers caress my cheek. “If you want me to stop, you just say so.”

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