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Just like the first time he kissed me—and every instance since then—my head swims and I can’t think straight. All I can taste, touch, and smell is Kerian. I could get used to?—

“Fuucccccckkkkk,” I draw out when he pushes against my rim. The burn is unimaginable. Just as I thought, he can’t fit. It’s too much, his dick too big to go inside me.

“Remember what I said,” he whispers in a tight voice, holding my waist in a firm grip. “Bear down and breathe for me.”

Fuck, the pain. How can… peoplelikethis? I can’t imagine how?—

“Look at me.” My eyes pop open, wet with unshed tears. “I need you to trust me. Do what I said—bear down for me and breathe. Once I’m past the first few inches, I’ll make you feel good. I promise.”

My body is begging for him to stop, for him to get out of me so the pain can stop. But that little part of me that’s buried deep down wants this. I want Kerian inside me, making me come from his cock and his cock alone.

“Okay,” I rasp, moving my hands to his shoulders. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

Kerian searches my face, a dip between his eyebrows. “When I push in…”

“Bear down and breathe.” I finish the sentence.

Even now, when his cock feels like it’ll split me open, there’s just a sliver of something that feels… good.

When I nod again, Kerian thumbs over my bottom lip, and I force myself to breathe normally.

Instead of sliding into me like I expect him to, Kerian rocks his hips, inching into me slowly. The stretch and burn is almost overwhelming, but the pleasure mounts. It’s the perfect blend of pain and pleasure.

Inch by inch, he slides in deeper. We both groan when he gets past the ring of muscle in me that’s holding him back, then the slide is smooth from there.

When Kerian’s thighs meet my ass, I whimper at the indescribable feeling of fullness. I didn’t think it would feel like this. I’mconsumedby him. Everything is Kerian.

I meet his heavy-lidded blue eyes, the desire and lust brimming in their depths making something flutter in my chest.

“Good?” he asks, voice strained, muscles bunching as he hovers above me.

“Good.” On impulse, I lift my hips a fraction of an inch and gasp when he brushes over that special spot inside me.

Kerian groans, closing his eyes. His jaw ticks before he opens them to look at me. “Fuck, you’re trouble.” He pulls his hips back halfway, then glides smoothly back into me.

I curse and moan low in my throat. My dick is hard as a rock, leaking precum on my belly.

Over and over, Kerian rolls his hips into me, slowly and methodically, watching me as I come undone on his cock.

I wrap my legs around him and lock my ankles over his ass, feeling the muscles bunch and contract as he moves in me.

“Fuck. You feel… too good for fucking words.” Kerian’s hard hand holds me in place, speeding up his thrusts.

A groan leaves my lips as I tip my chin up, begging for a kiss. He lowers his head, crashing our lips together. I moan as his tongue delves into my mouth, tasting him with abandon.

He changes the angle of his hips subtly, and his cockhead glides over my prostate so deliciously that my orgasm shoots to the tip of my dick without warning.

An errant moan tears from my throat into Kerian’s mouth as my cock explodes, finally getting the orgasm he’s been promising me since the start of our date. My body shudders as my balls empty themselves. Even if I tried, I can’t stop my cock kicking off, spilling my seed over both of us.

Kerian grunts in my mouth, sucking on my tongue as he lowers himself more to rub his abs across my dick, stroking me through my orgasm that way. It’s so fucking hot that I can’t stop coming. Spurt after spurt of my release leaves me, dipping into the valley of my abs and trailing down my sides. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard or that much in my life.

Snatching his mouth from mine, Kerian raises up on his palms, looking down at my messy belly. “Fuck, Dimples. So fucking hot, coming on my dick hands free.” He bites his lower lip, his eyes locked on the cum coating me. “You’re a mess and it’s because of me.”

“Yes,” I moan, still flying high on my orgasm. Sensitivity prickles at me, but I push it away, loving how close I feel to Kerian. It’s crazy, fuckingirrational,that I feel so connected to him, but I do. He’s the first person to tap into this part of me, making me come apart from a simple kiss, a simple touch, a simple fuck.

Is it simple, though? Everything Kerian has done to me, from the smallest graze of his fingers to his punishing thrusts, has meant something to me. I didn’t want to admit it, but there’s no fighting or denying it anymore. There’s something about him I can’t resist.

He’d probably track me down if I tried to run from him anyway.

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