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“Yes.”

She was so fucking ready.

“Let me know if you don’t like it or if it hurts.”

She nodded as he notched his cock to her entrance.

This was it. Her life as a virgin was about to be over.

“Ready?” he asked again, barely above a whisper, as he ran a gentle hand through her hair.

She nodded ever so slightly and gave a small smile as he pushed in.

She clung to him; it was overwhelming. It didn’t hurt like she had thought it might. It felt good, so fucking good.

“Are you with me, sweetheart?” He stroked her hair.

“Yes, more.”

His lips closed around hers as he pushed in more.

She gasped as he pushed all the way in and bit her bottom lip. “Fuck.”

“How do you feel?”

“Full.”

“I’m going to start moving now.”

Then his hips pulled away, and he pushed in again as she clung to his back. He had a smooth rhythm and was hitting something deep inside of her she didn’t even know existed.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” she cried.

She was going to come, and she’d always heard how hard it was to come from penetration. Those people clearly were not having sex with Taylor Campbell because she was close.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

Being called baby did it. An orgasm was about to overtake her.

He pulled back and looked her in the eye, checking in with her, but he seemed to be able to tell how close she was because all he did was grin and thrust into her harder. As he grinded into her clit and hit her deep, her orgasm came barreling through.

“Fuck, Taylor,” she cried out.

Taylor pumped, then lost his rhythm and followed her over the edge. He buried his face in her shoulder, and she could feel him pulse inside of her as he lay, gasping on top of her.

“That was amazing,” she panted out under him.

He nodded, his head still buried in her neck. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out of her.

Instantly, she felt so empty, and part of her wanted to reach for him and keep him inside of her forever. That’s weird, right? She was sure that wasn’t common.

He fell to her side but was still facing her. “How are you?” he asked, brushing her sweat-dampened hair from her temple.

“Good. That was amazing.”

“Yeah, you’re incredible,” he said, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips. “Do you feel different?”

She evaluated that for herself. Did she feel different? Besides the fact she was hopelessly in love with Taylor, she felt the same.

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