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“Oh, baby. It’s just an inch,” he said with a soft laugh, leaning in to nuzzle my cheek. “Look at you, already such a mess.”

“Because I’ve never…” I choked out, and he shook his head, his tongue shooting out to lick my lips into silence.

“Shh. I know. It’s okay. We’ll wait, yeah? Your pussy is so good, just like you. It will get used to me. Okay, baby?”

I nodded, trying to deepen my breathing. As he nuzzled my temple, my hands twitched with an urge to touch him. He noticed and reached up to tangle his fingers with mine.

“Breathe, baby. A bit more.”

I nodded, and he pressed in. The first bump slid inside, stretching my entrance with its girth. I moaned and gripped his hand, my legs shaking. I knew rationally not much of him was in yet, but the pressure was so immense, I couldn’t imagine being able to have more.

“Such a good doll,” he praised me, nuzzling my face. “I want to live inside you. Breathe for me, love. Let me in.”

He rocked in gently, and I cried out, my pussy spasming around him. But suddenly, it wasn’t too much anymore—it was perfect, and he pressed into a spot that felt insanely wonderful. I gripped his hand harder and opened my eyes, gazing into his pink irises.

“Please. Fuck me.”

He smiled, giving my lips a soft lick. “Of course, baby. Whatever you need.”

Chapter 25

Phantom

It was agony to fuck her with just half of my dick when I wanted to slam all the way home. But my doll was finally enjoying it, her brows pinched in desperation as she looked at me while I rocked into her with slow, even thrusts.

She was so hot inside. So soft and tight. Even now, halfway out of her, I had trouble controlling my breathing as that wet heat enveloped me from every side.

“Relax, baby. You’ll have to let me go deeper,” I gritted out.

As I tried to put another inch in her, she gasped so violently, I instantly pulled back with a hiss, squeezing her hand in mine like it was my lifeline.

Just look at me. Handholding while fucking.

I was turning into a nice guy. But my doll wanted that anchor, so I gave it to her, and I admitted it felt nice. Just like her legs shaking around me, her frantic breaths fanning my throat, and the soft whimpers she released every time I thrust.

Her pussy squeezed me tight, and I let out a hot breath, going as deep as she’d let me until now. I stopped and pressed myforehead to hers. She trembled, and then her free hand was on my skull, stroking me softly.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my voice breaking. “Baby, don’t. You’ll make me cry, and I’ve never cried in my life.”

Her hand froze on my nape. “Cry? But why?”

I exhaled shakily, my hips twitching to get just that fraction of an inch deeper inside her. I needed her to swallow me whole.

“Because it’s too good,” I said, my voice already thick with emotion that wanted out through my tear ducts. My eyes felt hot.

“Oh, honey,” she whispered, stroking my head again. “It’s okay. I’m here. What do you need?”

I swallowed, my throat feeling uncomfortably hot, too, and pulled back to look at her. There was no loathing on her face, no mockery. She was soft and open, and so very beautiful.

“This,” I said, thrusting a bit deeper. Fuck, it was a tight fit. “Just to be home.”

She nodded, her eyebrows furrowing with tension. I thrust again, and she inhaled sharply, shaking while I fucked her to that depth. I was three quarters in. My baby took me with such valiant effort, and the more I moved inside her, the more she relaxed, until I could go deeper yet.

“Please, baby,” I begged her. “Just let me come home. I just want to be home.”

“Yes. Oh my God. Yes, okay! You can.”

I nodded, burying my face in the crook of her neck. I was almost there, but there was that last bit of resistance inside her, and I didn’t want to force my way in. I wanted her to take me willingly, and I sobbed into her neck, that craving so consuming, it burned a hole in my chest.

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