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“Lay back,” he says to me, urging me to my back.

I close my eyes as he takes his time stroking and sucking, his touch so gentle, almost teasing. He urges my legs apart and kisses down my abdomen, tracing his tongue on my hot skin while his fingers stroke and swirl. My body is starting to tense because I know that what I’ve been waiting for since that first time in his apartment is going to happen. Brian gently presses my thighs open and kisses the top of my sex. “Relax, baby,” he whispers, stroking up and down my inner thigh. “I’m gonna take good care of you,” he adds, pausing to look at me.

I watch him for what feels like a long time, trying to feel brave and do as he says. Then he moves to between my legs and kisses down my inner thigh, taking his time as he gets lower and lower. I gasp as everything tenses even more. I want this so much, but I’m scared.

Urging my knees apart even more, he kneels close and grabs his cock. He pulls my body to him and glides his shaft against my slick folds. I feel my fear melting away as the pleasure of this contact builds, heating my core, making my head swim. He kisses up my belly to my breasts. I can feel his cock pressing up against my aching sex as he suckles my nipple, making my whole chest tingle.

He’s still sliding his cock up and down my folds but as he moves up my chest, I feel the head of him at my opening. A shock wave travels through me and I open my mouth in surprise as he slides inside me, slowly. It’s the most intense feeling. I try to relax and let him fill me. He’s so big—I feel like I might split open, but slowly he pushes further, until I can feel the resistance pressing back on him. He’s watching me carefully. I’m starting to tense up again, but he comes up to kiss me. I can feel his cock pulsing, hungry to get all the way in.

“It’s okay,” he says. “It’ll be over fast, and then I can make it all better,” he says.

I nod, trying not to tense.

With a groan he arches deeper and I feel the sharp pinch of my girlhood breaking away. I cry out as the feeling of him moving inside me burns. Then he’s all the way in. Brian pauses, brushing my forehead, his eyes full of an emotion I can’t read. Inside, my raw insides sting.

“That’s my brave girl,” he says, leaning down to kiss me.

My skin tingles, and little shivers of need rumble through me. I stroke his back and take a deep breath, focusing on how lucky I am to be here with someone who cares about me like this. Brian must sense that I’m ready because he slides back, and the sensation takes me by surprise because even though everything is tight and sensitive inside me, I feel the pleasure of it too.

Brian slides almost all the way out, then arches back inside, faster this time. I suck in air through my teeth because it’s a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, though the pleasure is quickly winning over.

“You feel so good,” Brian groans, his face tense.

My body is loosening, becoming used to him as he continues to move. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, he feels so big but the more he thrusts the better it feels. Brian leans down to kiss my breasts, giving me an electric jolt of desire. This is starting to feel good.Reallygood. I close my eyes and savor everything he’s doing to me and the sounds of our fast breaths filling my ears.

Brian slides out of me. Surprised, I open my eyes and wonder what’s wrong.

“Little intermission,” he says with a wicked grin, kissing down my stomach. He pauses to suckle both of my aching nipples, then continues down to between my legs. I feel his hot breath on my sex.

“You are so perfect, you know that?” he says, glancing up at me.

I bite my lip because I don’t know what to say.

Brian lowers his mouth to my folds, tasting me, exploring, his lips so soft and wet. I cry out and reach for a fistful of his hair. His kisses wake a powerful need in me and I can’t hold back. Soon he has me gasping and thrusting, my climax coiling at the back of my core.

Gently, he kisses up my inner thigh and folds my knee over so my legs are bent and I’m on my side. Brian slides behind me, and this time, when he enters me, I arch my hips to meet his. I’m so wet that his cock slides all the way in, filling me deliciously. Brian groans when he reaches the end of my tunnel, and grips the top of my thigh to pull me closer. He caresses down to my pussy, and the combination of his cock inside me and his fingers stroking my swollen folds sends pulses of desire over my skin. He kisses the crook of my shoulder, sending goosebumps up my neck.

So much pleasure is pouring into me at once, coming so fast, like I’m in hyperspace and the stars are flying past as bright, white streaks. I gasp, my fingers reaching out to grab the edge of the bed. I brace myself as Brian plunges into me while his fingers drive me wild, swirling and coaxing my most sensitive place. I arch my ass to him, yearning for his perfect body to fill me like this, to never stop.

“That’s it, baby,” he says. “Let me feel you come on my cock.”

I cry out as the first wave hits me. Brian thrusts perfectly in time with what I need, lighting me up with an intense, bright pleasure. I open my mouth wide as my climax explodes and the cries of ecstasy erupt from my mouth, sending me higher and higher. I can feel my walls squeeze him so tight, like I can’t get enough. And then Brian is grunting and gripping my hip, moving faster inside me, his cock hard and huge. He arches slow and deep, and just as the last of my climax shudders through me, I feel him erupt. He thrusts again, harder this time, the raw sensuality of it making me gasp. Again he drives into me, his hold on my thigh firm and possessive. He groans, driving deep inside me as my walls pulse.

With a sultry exhale that sounds like a bear’s growl, he wraps his arm around me and pulls me close, our bodies still joined. I can feel his hammering heartbeat thumping into my spine. He kisses the place behind my ear, and I shiver, even though my skin feels like it might catch fire. In this moment, I feel more content than I’ve ever been, and turn my head to kiss him. His lips are so soft, his touch on my skin so tender and caring.

Our kisses continue, and I feel him slide out of me. A moment of sadness passes through me because I realize it’s over. It’s been so perfect. I don’t want it to end. But Brian rolls me to his chest and pulls the blanket over us. I force myself to stay in the moment. We still have tonight, and for now, I want to savor the feeling of his warm chest beneath me and his strong arms holding me close.

Brian

Holyfuck. I’ve had the honor of being a girl’s first a couple of times in my life, but what just happened with Darcy doesn’t hold a candle to any of them. I could see how nervous she was, but also how much she wanted it. I love how she gave herself to me, that she trusted me. Being her first was a privilege and treating her right gives me a powerful feeling—I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll never forget it.

Sliding into that virgin pussy nearly stole my sanity. Every fucking pleasure center in my brain went haywire. It was so hard to go slow like that when my hips wanted to tear into her, spread her delicate flesh, claim her as mine and only mine. But I couldn’t live with myself if I’d hurt her any more than I had to.

I didn’t mean to care so much for her. I mean, sure, I always have—she’s my boss’s daughter and I’ve known her since she was a pesky bookworm in braces. I knew she had a crush on me, but I never thought about her that way until I saw her in the shop, her teenage body transformed, those thick glasses gone. I’d never noticed her eyes before—a dark, soft brown that I could get lost in. And wearing that skirt, jeez. My mind went to all kinds of naughty places when I saw those perfect legs and nice, round ass, and it hasn’t stopped. That little finger job I gave her in the kitchen? That’s just one of the many ways I’d like to punish her for being so goddamn sexy.

But what was that business about being ashamed of herself? What does wanting me to pleasure her have to do with feeling slutty? I shake my head. Someone’s put some fucked up ideas in her head, and it makes my blood boil. Two people making each other feel good is the most natural thing in the world. Hell, there are worse ways to find pleasure—I know because I’ve pretty much tried them all.

I sigh as Darcy drifts off to sleep in my arms. I don’t want her to leave tomorrow. There’s something about her I can’t shake—she’s the perfect combination of innocence and charm, sweet enough to bring home for a family dinner, and sexy enough to fuck in the guest room between courses.

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