Page 77 of All The Happily Ever Afters

But then he pulls nearly all the way out and I can barely stand it. The pleasure fades and in its place is the hint of pain from his taking my virginity. I need more.

Just as I think it, he slams back into me. His teeth pull against my nipple and I go off. I shatter beneath him. My pussy clamps around his dick, and my body heats with my release. My breathing stops, and I cry out his name.

He lifts himself up again and pushes his thumb against my clit, rubbing slow circles with soft pressure.

Oh, fuck. Yes! It feels so good. My legs wrap around his waist and my heels dig into his ass. I need more.

“Uh-uh,” he admonishes me. His rough voice makes my eyes snap to his as he says, “You’ll take what I’ll give you.” I can’t reply to him. The only response I can give him is a soft moan as he slams into me again. The force of his touch on my clit makes everything that much better.

The pain slips away as he fucks my body like he owns it, playing with me however he wants.

“Look at me, kitten.” My eyes fly to his and he holds my gaze as he pounds into my pussy. My body rocks with each hard thrust, but my eyes stay on his.

His mouth is parted and his eyes half-lidded as he continues his ruthless pace.

The height of my orgasm seems so high. Too high. I’m going to fall and shatter into a million pieces below him, but he doesn’t care. He pushes my thighs farther apart and fucks me deeper, pounding me with a ruthless pace.

“Mine,” he growls into my ear as he pinches my clit and I instantly explode under him. A bright white light flashes before my eyes as my body goes numb and then instantly blazes with pleasure.

I scream out his name as my back bows and my pussy spasms around his dick. I feel his thick cock pulsing inside of me as a warmth leaks out of me and drips down my thighs.

He groans in the crook of my neck and whispers my name.

I lie under him trying to catch my breath as he kisses my neck, my jaw and then my lips.

I feel exhausted and sore, wincing as he slowly pulls out of me.

As Ryker climbs off of the bed and heads to the bathroom, I pull the covers up and over my body. Insecurity quickly washes over me as the high of my orgasm dims. I clench my thighs, and the hint of pain makes me feel deliciously used. I don’t regret it, not even for a second.

But this is Ryker in real life. Not the man in my dreams. I want more. But I have no idea what he wants. A pain settles in my chest, and I try to ignore it. To me this is more than what it is to him. I can’t hold that against him though. I got what I wanted. And I got what I asked for.

I finally got the bad boy experience I knew Ryker would give me. And he has the piece of me I’ve always wanted to give him.

All I can think as I hear him turn on the faucet to the shower is,Now what?

RYKER

Iwalk back into the bedroom with the warm cloth and look at the tinge of pink on it.

She waited for me. Never in a million years would I have thought she’d do that.

She’s mine for good now. She’s mine. I have an odd sense of pride that I can’t let go of. I was her first.

As I walk back to her with a grin on my face, it falls. I stop to take a good look at her. She’s got the covers wrapped tight around her, and she’s not looking at me.

I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty little head of hers. But I’m not letting her go. It’s not happening.

Whatever’s going on, I’m making sure she knows I want her.

I climb onto the bed and pull the covers back. Her eyes widen and fly to mine. I can feel them on me, but I ignore her. “Spread your legs for me.”

My dick jumps as she obeys my command. I see her wince with pain though, and I don’t like that. I tried not to be too rough on her, but I lost control a bit.

I gently wipe the pink-tinged cum from her legs and ass. A bit's gotten onto the sheets, too. Her little pussy is swollenand red. I watch her face as I gently wipe the cloth against her sensitive flesh.

She closes her eyes, but it’s a look of comfort. Good. I push her thighs closed and get off the bed enough to toss the washcloth into the hamper. The sheets will need to be washed too, but it can wait.

I lie down under the comforter and pull her body into mine. She’s a little stiff, and I don’t like that. She’s feeling insecure. I don’t want that for her.

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