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I didn’t know what to say.

So I stayed quiet, and he kept touching me. His hands stroked over the expanse of my body, pinching and tweaking my nipples, brushing along my collarbone, grazing along my hipbones. He was everywhere all at once, and my head was reeling from the sheer pleasure coursing through me.

Then he flattened his hand over my lower belly and pressed his hard cock firmly between my ass cheeks.

“I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing,” he murmured.

Neither did I.

“You’re so young, and you have no idea how tempting you are. I promised your father I’d protect you, but right now all I want to do is bend you over and fuck you exactly the way you need to be fucked,” he said softly.

I still didn’t say a word. I didn’t tell him to stop, but I didn’t tell him to keep going, either.

His fingers dipped down between my thighs, finding me slick and wet, all for him.

“Do you feel how wet you are,la mia bambina? You can’t tell me you don’t want this. Your body is telling me everything I need to know,” he whispered, his voice like a cool drop of water rolling down my spine.

The shame was back, burning deep inside of me, but still, I said nothing. A part of me knew I should say something, anything at all really to stop this, but I was caught up in the moment, and the only thing that was on my mind was his fingers circling over my clit once more.

His cock twitched between my cheeks, and he ground himself against me, the movement making my breath catch.

“Tell me no. Tell me to leave. Tell me to get the fuck out,” he demanded.

I didn’t. Icouldn’t.

For a moment, he waited, his breath warm on the back of my neck and then without warning, I arched back against him. He grabbed the back of my neck and bent me forward, all while his other hand wrenched my hips back so my bottom was thrust out. He pulled his hips back and then the head of his cock was pressing against my entrance.

I waited.

This was it. This was the moment I was going to lose my virginity.

He didn’t wait long.

He drove his cock forward, his hand tightening around the back of my neck as he slammed home, his girth splitting me in two as the tip of his dick drove into the deepest parts of me. In an instant, pain flared through me, making me see white at first and then red. I screamed through that first thrust, the feeling of him bursting through my virgin barrier far more intense than I could have ever expected.

For several long moments, he remained still, and the pain started to ebb away, becoming less intense with every breath.

“I know it hurts, but you’re going to come like a good girl for me, aren’t you?”

His words were enough to distract me and then like a winter storm billowing out of nowhere, my pleasure rushed forth. It was all so much, and the sensations were overwhelming, but they were exactly what I needed. The pain was soon replaced with something far more intense, far more powerful.

Desire.

He pulled out and then thrust back inside, more gently this time, almost as if he was savoring the experience as he groaned.

“Fuck, Sofia. You’re even tighter than I imagined you’d be,” he growled, and I blushed so hard that it felt like my face had caught flame.

Then his hand tightened around my neck, the pressure adding to the mix of emotions rushing through me. He pulled out and then drove forward, his girth splitting me open all over again.

He was so fucking big. The burning ache from the taking of my virginity had faded, but the stretching pain from the massive size of his cock remained.

Then, as he pulled out and drove forward once again, the searing pain eased and all I could feel was his cock filling me, inch by glorious inch.

Over and over again, he thrust deep, and my body started to accept him, or at least as much as it was able to for a man of his size.

He grunted, and his free hand grabbed my hip, his fingers digging in deep. I had no doubt there would be marks there later, but right now, I didn’t care. In fact, I wanted him to grab harder, to leave bruises so that when I woke up in bed tomorrow morning, I would know that this wasn’t a dream.

Then he drove forward and the angle changed, his cock sliding into me deeper, his hips hitting against the round curve of my bottom with each thrust. His fingers released their grip on my hip and trailed between my thighs.

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