Page 8 of Curvy Girl for the New Year

Kaitlyn whimpers, thighs rubbing together restlessly. I prowl onto the bed, settling myself between her parted legs. Bracing myself over her, I rub the swollen head of my cock through her slick folds, teasing her entrance. She bucks impatiently, trying to take me inside.

"Adam, please," she mewls desperately. "I need you."

"Shhh, I've got you angel," I soothe, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "This might hurt, but I promise I'll make it so good for you."

Slowly, carefully, I start to push inside her, groaning at the exquisite squeeze of her tight channel. She tenses, fingernails biting into my shoulders. Inch by excruciating inch, I sink into her welcoming heat until I'm buried to the hilt, fully seated inside her body.

"Fuck, Kaitlyn," I grunt through clenched teeth. "You're so goddamn tight. Squeezing my cock like a vise."

She whimpers, and I hold myself still, letting her adjust to the unfamiliar fullness stretching her open. Capturing her mouth, I kiss her deeply, tongues tangling sensually, until I feel her start to relax. Experimentally, I rock my hips and she gasps into my mouth, pleasure starting to chase away the pain.

"That's it, angel," I encourage huskily, starting a slow, deep rhythm. "Take my cock. Such a good girl, so fucking perfect."

Kaitlyn moans, arching to meet my thrusts as she grows accustomed to my possession. I angle my hips to hit that secret spot inside her, swiveling to stimulate her clit. Her slick walls flutter around me and I groan, fighting the urge to pound into her. I want her first time to be good, to ruin her for any other man.

"Adam, oh god," she pants, nails digging into the muscles of my back. "Don't stop. It feels so good."

Her breathless pleas spur me on. I increase the force of my thrusts, still mindful of her virgin status but unable to hold back completely. The erotic sounds of skin slapping against skin and our labored breathing fill the stateroom. Kaitlyn writhes beneath me, lost to the pleasure, a sheen of sweat glistening on her flushed skin.

I bend my head to capture one rosy nipple between my lips, suckling greedily as my hips piston relentlessly. She keens, back bowing off the bed. Close, she's so close. I can feel her tightening like a bowstring about to snap.

Lifting my head, I lock eyes with her, our gazes fusing with scorching intensity. "Come for me, Kaitlyn," I command roughly. "I want to feel this sweet little pussy milking my cock dry as you scream my name."

My filthy words push her over the edge. With a sharp cry of my name, Kaitlyn shatters, her sex clamping down on me like a vise. The squeeze of her release triggers my own. With a guttural groan, I bury myself to the hilt and erupt, flooding her virgin passage with my seed.

Wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over us as we cling to each other, bodies joined in the most primal way. I capture Kaitlyn's lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her whimpers and sighs. She trembles in my arms, overcome by the intensity of our joining.

Slowly, reluctantly, I withdraw from her luscious heat and gather her close, tucking her against my chest. "You're incredible," I murmur into her hair, still reeling. "I've never felt anything like that before."

Kaitlyn tips her head back to meet my gaze, green eyes soft and luminous. "Me either," she admits shyly. "That was...wow."

I chuckle, unable to resist pressing a tender kiss to her temple. "It was fucking transcendent, is what it was. You've ruined me for anyone else, gorgeous."

She blushes prettily, but I see the flash of feminine satisfaction in her eyes. Good. I want her to know how completely she owns me, body and soul. This curvy little virgin has brought me to my knees.

We lay tangled together, basking in the afterglow, the yacht bobbing gently on the moonlit waves. I know with bone-deep certainty that this is only the beginning for us. Kaitlyn has unlocked something inside me, a yearning I never knew existed.

She's mine now, and I'll move heaven and earth to keep her by my side. My innocent curvy goddess, my redemption.

My everything.

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Kaitlyn

I stumble into my apartment,heart pounding, lips still tingling from Adam's searing kisses.

I check my phone and found half a dozen missed calls and texts from Megan.

I call my bestie, and she pounces immediately.

"Oh my god, Kaitlyn! Spill! What happened?" I know her eyes are wide with excitement.

I collapse onto the couch, head spinning. "He kissed me, Meg. Like really kissed me." I touch my swollen lips, reliving the intensity.

"Holy shit! Adam Prescott kissed you? The billionaire? I need details!"

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