Page 63 of Ruck Me

“I want you to hurt me,” I said, the words coming from somewhere deep inside. Despite my stupid hymen, I didn’t want it slow and tender. I wanted it fast and hard so that I could still feel him tomorrow. So that I’d always remember it had been Eoin McGrath, the boy I’d known my whole life, who’d finally claimedme.

“You don’t know what you’re saying,” he whispered against my neck as he sucked on my flesh, nipping his way along my shoulder. Snaking his hand between us, he reached my pussy and sucked in a breath when he found me dripping for him. “Christ, you’rewet.”

“Fuck me, please,” I begged, throwing my leg around his hip to tug him closer.

Eoin pulled back, and our eyes met and held. “You mean the world to me,” he said, guiding his cock to my swollen entrance.

“You too,” I answered, bracing for the pain I was sure wouldcome.

It neverdid.

In one hard thrust, he entered me, his eyes never leaving mine. With our gazes locked, Eoin drove in and out of my body and as I welcomed himhome.

“Are you okay?”he asked after a few slow rolls of hiships.

I nodded. “Better than okay,” I answered, tears pricking at my eyes. “It’s perfect.”

“You’re perfect,” he said, dropping down to kiss me tenderly as his hips rocked againstme.

With each downward thrust, I raised my pelvis to meet him. With one arm locked around my back and the other on my hip, Eoin rolled me on top of him and kissed me like he couldn’t get enough of the taste of my lips. We’d done a lot of kissing, but it had never been like this. These kisses were simply more, a part of something larger than both of us. They fed the fire in our bellies, stoked the flames of our passion.

“You feel so good,” he whispered, “like heaven.”

“You fit me perfectly,” I answered, my voice awed. I’d always expected my first time would be awkward and painful. I'd never expected the incredible, glowing sensations that were slowly building low in my belly and radiating outward. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Eoin’s thumb found my clit and my hips bucked againsthim.

“Just like that baby,” he encouraged. “Ride my fucking cock until youcome.”

“Most women … don’t … their first time,” I bit out between gasps of pleasure.

“You will,” he said, his cock stretching me, his fingers playing me like a maestro. “You were made for me, Aoife.”

I nodded in agreement, my heart too full to speak. I felt the same way. It made no sense, but this boy I’d watched grow into a man was my perfect match. Suddenly, I knew I’d never given myself to another because I’d been waiting for him. All this time, all these long, frustrating years, I’d been saving myself for precisely this moment.

I’d been saving myself forEoin.

With his thumb circling my clit, I felt the orgasm build in my core, and before I knew it, the most intense pleasure imaginable crashed over me in wave after wave of euphoric bliss. “Holy fuck,” I cried out. “Oh god! Yes! Yes!” I screamed as Eoin’s cock drove into me, faster and harder, and the world exploded around me in a flash of blinding light.

Eoin sat up and gripped me tightly in his arms, our bodies pressed against each other so that I could feel his heart beating in his chest. Kissing me roughly, he thrust one last time and then stilled, his cock twitching inside of me as it flooded my center with warmth.

It was only once we’d collapsed in a heap of sweaty, satiated bodies that it occurred to me we hadn’t used a condom.

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