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I’m joking. Mostly. Admittedly, as I look down and see how tightly I’m stretched around him and how much more of his thick shaft there’s still to take, I may have some concerns about the logistics of this.

Taking my face in his hand, Asher drags my chin back up, forcing my gaze back onto him. “I’ll make room.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

ASHER

I’m too far gone to slow this down.

The sight of her spread open for me, her gorgeous little pussy clutching greedily at my cock…Fuck. I’m going to remember fucking Adina Collier’s virginity away for the rest of my life, and I’ll be damned if that memory doesn’t include her face when she realizes she’s taken all of me.

This is happening, and I’ll make sure she loves it. I need her addicted to me, need her to want this as badly as I do, because I will never get enough of her. My strong, resilient miracle girl, who was thrown in my path to make me realize everything I’ve been missing. She was made for me, and now I’ll prove it to her.

My dark proclamation has barely left my lips before I’m driving forward again, pushing my length the rest of the way into her hot channel before she has time to tense up. It’s a tight fit, even with how wet she is, but her body opens for me anyway. I want to throw my head back, to close my eyes and bask in the white-hot pleasure coursing up my spine, but I stare down at her face instead.

It’s worth it.

My girl’s expression is part shock, part innocent wonder as she stares to the place we’re connected.

“You did it, angel,” I murmur, biting back the urge to do more than rock gently in and out, easing things. “How does it feel?”

Adina whimpers, her wide eyes darting up to meet mine. “Like you’re touching me everywhere.”

Christ—I love that.

A groan rumbles in my chest as I pull back a few inches and thrust back into her, giving her that first true taste of what it’s going to be like to be fucked. Beneath me, angel gasps, digging her fingers into my shoulders like she’s not sure if she wants to push me away or pull me closer.

It’s a lot, I get it. I should be going slower, should be easing usbothinto this—because I sure as hell haven’t felt anything like this either—but as another wave of slick eases my way…Fuck. It’s all I can do to keep myself from pinning her to the mattress and using her tight, wet cunt until neither of us can tell where my body ends and hers begins.

Nothing has ever felt so good. She’s tighter than I knew was possible, and while I should be sorry I’m putting her through this, the knowledge that I’m the only man to ever be inside her is enough to shatter whatever sane, rational parts are left of me. She’s mine—onlymine—and I won’t be letting her go. Ever.

I hadn’t realized how badly I needed this connection with her, and as I find a deep, grinding rhythm, I could tip my head back and howl. How many times have I leaned against the shower wall, working my cock and wishing I could find relief between her thighs instead? Too many to count. I’ve imagined this in every conceivable position—imagined her sweet and shy, desperate and wanton, confident and hungry—yet no fantasy has ever come close to how exquisite this really feels.

“God.” Adina gasps, her breaths coming in sharp pants as her inner walls begin to flutter over my cock.

The rough, animalistic growl I make in response is nothing short of feral. She’s ready for more. Pulling back until only thehead of my cock is inside her, I drive back down, and her cry of shock is joined by the wet, sloppy sounds of our bodies working together.

“Not god,” I hiss as I withdraw again. “Daddy.” I’d thought it was fucked up once, her calling me that in bed, but I see clearly now how utterly perfect it is. I want to be hereverything, her provider and caretaker, her lover and friend. I want to be the man who pounds her virgin pussy into my mattress and makes her breakfast in bed afterward. The sound of any other name—man, biblical being, or otherwise—on her lips when my cock is inside her, makes me furious.

“Daddy!” Adina amends breathlessly, pulling me down for a short, hot kiss, as my thrusts drive her further up the bed. Beneath us, the mattress creaks in time with my pace, and I had no idea a shitty old spring could be so erotic.

I hope my asshole neighbor, the guy who leers at Adina when we walk past him in the lobby, can hear us through the wall. The thought makes me grit my teeth, and I reach down to hitch her leg higher on my hip. “Let me hear you,” I plead, bearing down on her, and the headboard hits the wall noisily with each thrust. “Scream for me, angel.”

She comes with a loud cry, her pussy clamping down on my dick, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from following.

We’ve barely begun. The way I feel right now… once isn’t going to be enough for tonight. Not even close. I’m a horny, middle-aged man who is balls-deep in a gorgeous college girl, and I’m going to make itlast, damn it. I’m addicted. She’s going to find herself in this position as often as she’ll let me, pumped full of my cum morning, noon, and night. Even that might not sate the monster this woman has created of me.

This time, though, our first time… Well, I’m going to draw it out. Going to give her something to remember.

She’s barely collapsed back onto the mattress, her eyes hazy in the aftermath of her orgasm, before I’m dragging myself free. She gazes up at me, panting, as my hands find her hips. “Ass in the air, beautiful.”

She obeys instantly, scrambling over onto her knees and lifting that round little ass in offering. It’s the work of seconds to fist the base of my shaft—still sticky from her cum—and guide myself back to her opening.

The sight of my thick shaft pressing into her eager little hole is hypnotizing. I can get closer this way, and we both hiss as I hit bottom, the tip of my cock pressed snugly against the deepest part of her.

My hands ghost over her beautiful curves. “I’m not wearing a condom. Can I come inside you?”

Beneath me, Adina wriggles, her legs spreading wider as she instinctively tries to make extra room for my erection. “I have an IUD,” she whispers raggedly, and I reward her with a short, sharp thrust that makes her squeak in surprise. “Will you—“ Her words falter, and a pink flush begins to crawl up her neck.

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