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A smile briefly flashed across her face before she clenched her jaw and closed her eyes. “Let’s do this.”

I frowned down at her for who knew how long before I finally said, “It’s not a root canal. It’ll hurt, but I’ll go as slowly as possible.”

Her eyes popped open. “There’s no way it won’t hurt like hell.”

I looked down, then reached over and took her right hand, placing it between us. “Have you ever done that before? Touched yourself?”

I looked up at her. Her eyes were wide. She shook her head.

“No,” she said. “I mean, I knew I could. I just never…I don’t know.”

“Trust me?”

Again, our eyes met and held. This wasn’t just about getting through her first time. This was about her knowing that she could always trust me to look out for her. Her safety and happiness would be my top priority for the rest of my life.

Finally, she nodded. Her eyes slid closed. I knew then that she was touching herself, which meant my eyes had to close too. I couldn’t watch. Just knowing what she was doing had me fighting to restrain myself.

As I entered her, one thought flew across my mind. This was it. This would change everything. And the funny part was, she was the one losing her virginity, but I felt like it was my first time.

The first time that counted, anyway.

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CATE

It wasn’t as bad as I expected.

Okay, so I’d expected it to feel like a knife was stabbing me in that part of my body. Instead, it was a sharp pain. It hurt, but it wasn’t excruciating.

Maybe touching myself helped. I found the small nub that had brought me so much pleasure minutes ago. My clit. I knew what it was called, and I probably should’ve explored it on my own. It at least would’ve prepared me for what an orgasm felt like. But now, I was glad I waited. I was glad Dustin had given me my first-ever orgasm.

Trust me.

Those two words had gone straight to my heart. They were about more than reducing the pain by touching myself. They were about believing that he’d keep me safe, no matter what.

And yes, I trusted him. With all my heart.

My mind drifted back to the present—to what he was doing to me and what I was doing to myself. It didn’t feel good yet, but the pain was making it hard to feel anything else.

I wasn’t sure which came first, the pain getting easier or the pleasure intensifying. All I knew was things were starting totingle again. How was it already a familiar feeling when it had only happened once before? I didn’t know, but I couldn’t wait for it to happen again.

When I dared to open my eyes briefly, I saw Dustin above me, his expression a mask of complete concentration. That was when I knew he was doing everything in his power to keep from coming too soon.

Surely, he wasn’t waiting for me. Was he waiting for me? I couldn’t come again, especially not when I was in pain.

Or maybe I could. I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of him moving in and out of me. The sound of his heavy breathing and the woodsy smell of him. Everything about Dustin just screamed masculinity, and I found it sexier than anything I could imagine.

Sounds were coming from somewhere, and finally a part of me registered that I was the one making them. Whimpers and cries as my pussy clenched around his shaft. Then my entire body was on fire as I rode the wave of my second-ever orgasm.

I let out one long cry, then went silent as my body came back down. That was when I peeked again and found him staring at me, eyes wide open, a heat like nothing I had ever seen from him darkening that steely stare.

I wrapped my legs around him, pushing him deeper, which brought a fresh wave of pain, but I didn’t care. This was all about him. All about making him feel as good as he’d made me feel.

I kept my eyes on him as he thrust in and out, still careful not to go too deep, even though I knew he wanted to. His clenched jaw and deep breaths would fuel my fantasies for years.

But I wouldn’t have to fantasize. He’d be there, making love to me as often as I wanted. He’d be the only person I made love to for the rest of time.

He let out a cry so loud, I was sure everyone within a twenty-mile radius could hear it. Out here, in the middle of nowhere,people would probably assume it was a wild animal, and they wouldn’t be all that wrong. I brought out the wild animal in my man, and I was proud of it.

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