Page 32 of Shared Spaces

His fingers find my clit, and he lets out a satisfied groan as he coats his hand in my wetness.

“Can I fuck this pretty pussy? Can I make my girl cum with my cock now?”

“Oh f-fuck, p-please!” I holler out as he pushes on my clit, creating a pressure that makes me squirm beneath him.

“Mmm, you know I love the sound of you begging,”

As needy as I am, I’m also sweating bullets. His cock is much larger than any I’ve ever had inside me, and it’s been so long. That’s all I need is for this to be ruined because ‘it doesn’t fit’.

“I promise, I’ll go slow.”

“I trust you.” I moan before he slowly glides the tip of his cock over my throbbing clit.

“Tell me if you need me to stop,” he breathes onto my neck, trailing light kisses the whole way down.

How does he make everything feel this good? I’m afraid I might get addicted to this. Maybe I am already.

After teasing my clit with his cock, he lines himself up to my entrance and slowly guides the tip in, letting out the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard.

“Y-you’re so God-damn tight,” he groans.

He brings his thumb back to my clit and sits up, his eyes gazing down on his cock sinking into me slowly, inch by inch.

“So wet for me already—good fucking girl.”

Suddenly, as he thrusts deeper into me, I feel the exact pain I was fearful of. I close my eyes and try to regulate my breathing, hoping for it to fade a little, but it doesn’t. If anything, it just gets worse the deeper he fills me.

Before I can say a word, he stops.

“Gwen? Are you okay?”

“It’s just been a long time since I—”

“Maybe we need to stretch you out a little.”

Good God.

“I have just the thing.”

Jay pulls out of me slowly before taking off out of my room and down the hallway. It takes a few seconds before he reappears with something brightly colored in his hands.

When he gets closer, I see what it is. A vibrant purple vibrator.

“Do I have to review this one too?” I chuckle, trying to lighten the awkward embarrassment I’m drowning in.

I can’t take my eyes off him. He’s completely flawless from head to toe. Most of the other men I’ve been with had at least one thing that stood out as a red flag, but not Jay.

His bold and charming personality sucked me in from the very start. Considering the short amount of time we’ve known each other, I became considerably comfortable with him right away, and that’s something I’ve never been able to do.

I’ve put up walls for years when it comes to relationships, and I didn’t plan on changing that, until the second he handed me the keys to the apartment.

“I have an idea,” he says, sitting down on the bed beside me, “you can say no of course.”

“Whatever it is—my answer is yes!” I blurt out.

“I could take advantage of that, you know,” he laughs, “let’s take this to my room.”

The forbidden room.

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