Page 67 of My Favorite Sin

“Take me to your bed,” I whisper.

With a newfound urgency, Dan lifts me off the couch and carries me to his bedroom where everything takes on a blue tinge from the neon lights. The neon is so him and I love being in his space.

My heart pounds, knowing I’m about to be with Dan in such an intimate way that I’ve always wanted but never thought possible. He lays me beneath him, and his kisses become more fervent, almost aggressive. His hands find the zip on the side of my dress, and after a few moments of attempting to pull it down, Dan rips the fabric, tearing it straight off my body.

“I’ll buy you a new dress.” His dick grinds between my legs and we both groan. “I’ll buy you anything you want.”

Dan fists my lace panties, ripping them off me too. My bra comes off in the same manner. I’m not mad about the ruined clothes. His urgency to get me naked only heightens my arousal.

Dan’s tongue finds my nipple, his thumb pinching and stroking the other, and I clutch his shoulders, gasping as pleasure bursts through me. His hands roam my body, hungered to explore every curve, every contour as if trying to etch me into his memory. The way his touch makes me feel islike nothing I could have ever imagined. I want him to take me further, to make me his completely. And I want it now.

I press up, sitting with Dan on his bed, my fingers trembling as I undo the buttons of his shirt, exposing his bare chest. His skin is warm beneath my fingertips, and I marvel at the strength of his muscles, admiring his body in the dim blue light. He pulls his shirt off and steps out of his pants, standing naked in front of me.

I stare at the thick length of his cock, a little nervous at the size of it. I’ve always assumed my first time wouldn’t hurt because of toys I’ve used, but none of them were the size of him.

“I’ll be gentle,” Dan says, seeing my thoughts reflected in my eyes.

I shake my head, meeting his gaze. “I don’t want you to be.”

I’ve been shameless in front of Dan with the things I’ve done. Unrecognizable to even myself. So often, I’ve performed sexual acts in front of him that were about pushing the boundaries and seeking the thrill of doing something wrong. But tonight, with Dan right now, none of this is about thrill-seeking. I’m wholeheartedly in love with this man.

“We have one night together. I want no barriers,” I tell him. “Don’t hold back on me just because it’s my first time.”

His eyes darken with possession. “Don’t say that, Ally, or I’ll truly lose control.”

“I mean it.”

“Then open your legs. You’re about to get fucked.” Dan returns to the bed, climbing over me and laying me flatwith kisses.

His dominance is always my undoing. I follow his command, gasping when Dan grabs my thighs and yanks them around his waist. The tip of his cock strokes a line up the entire length of my wetness, making me whimper from how much I need him.

“Slow at first,” he says, hovering above me on his hands. “I’ll need to get you adjusted to my dick before I can fuck you how I want to.” His words send a spark of arousal all the way from my clit to my toes. He strokes his dick along my wetness again. “This will hurt a little. But then it will start to feel good.Realgood, I promise.”

I angle my hips, in search of the head of his cock. His hardness presses at the opening between my legs and inches in. My breath quickens and I shut my eyes, trying to work through the initial sting.

“Fuck,” Dan groans, the sound filled with obsession. He pushes in more, and it’s too much.

“Stop,” I gasp. I’m stretched so tight around him, I need a moment.

His tongue returns to my nipples, drawing out an unexpected cry of pleasure that helps with the pain.

“That’s it. Good girl,” Dan praises. “I know you can take more. Your little pussy is so fucking tight, but it was made for my dick.”

I nod, signaling for him to give me more. His cock sinks deeper, all the way until our hips are locked tight with each other. This time, I cry out with both pain and bliss, my spine arching off the mattress at the feel of him hitting my back wall. Dan shudders above me, continuing to kiss and brush my nipples, worshiping my breasts to lessen the pain.

“Breathe.” He lowers my back to the bed, his breathheavy and his eyes dark, monitoring my pain level. “Are you ready for me to start moving?”

I shake my head. I’m stretched so tightly around his cock that it hurts, but in the best way possible. I don’t think I can take more, but I don’t want him to stop being this deep inside me. My legs wrap around his waist, keeping him in place.

“Trust me.” He releases my legs and pulls out, all the way to the tip, the emptiness making me crave him again.

Dan slowly thrusts back inside, as deep as the first time, and the feeling is so intense that I can’t help myself from moaning.

“I know, baby. I know,” he rasps, tilting his hips. His dick flexes inside me, drawing out another gasp from me. “Fuck, Ally. You are so tight. You’re doing so well. You feel incredible.”

He thrusts again, this time a little faster, and the movement is easier for me to take. We find a slow rhythm, my hips working in time with his. I watch him move above me and try to memorize every little detail about this moment, the way his jaw begins to tighten and his muscles strain. The blue light cast upon us and how I’ll think back to this moment every time I see a neon light from now on.

“Look at you, taking my dick.” He watches where his cock pumps into me, shuddering. I love having this effect on him, knowing he’s enjoying my body. “You’re so good at it, Ally. Such a fast learner. Your body was made for sex. Made for me to fuck.”

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