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Lying on top of me, he runs his shaft in my juices to get it wet, and I gasp every time he teases my entrance.

“You want me inside you?” he grunts at my lips.

“Yes,” I confirm.

Whimpers of discomfort trickle out as he slowly slides in and pauses there.

“Relax, baby.” He soothes me with tender kisses on my cheeks. “Let me in.”

I breathe deeply and try to relax my muscles.

“Ah!” I dig my fingers into his arms when he pushes up more, crossing the barrier and dissolving any point of turning back.

I feel so impeccably full.

It burns, and at the same time, my walls are stretching to accommodate his thickness.

“Only you,” Reid whispers at my lips. “My first and my last.” He starts to grind, drilling his cock deep.

I moan and whimper until the ache finally subsides, allowing me to enjoy the indescribable pleasure of having Reid inside me.

“God, Cassie.” He groans while increasing the motions. “Feels so fucking good. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Indeed.

I’m pleased that my first time is with him and that I’m also the only girl he’s been with like this.

Our sexual pants are in sync and filling the quiet room.

It amazes me that my body is already gearing up for another orgasm. When it comes on, it’s even more gratifying because Reid’s watching me.

“So fucking beautiful,” he rasps, lowering for more heated kisses.

His thrusts carry on until I feel his body begin to tense up. His face morphs into utter delight, and he grunts and quivers while breaking apart.

“Fuck, Cassie…Uhh…”

I feel his hot seed unloading inside me.

Chest rising and falling heavily, Reid slumps over me afterward and kisses me again.

We stay that way until he moves to lie on his back, drawing me into his arms and kissing my forehead tenderly.

“Are you all right? Did I hurt you a lot?”

I turn my head on his shoulder. “I’m more than all right. Was it what you hoped it’d be?”

“And so much more. I’m glad I waited.”

“Me too.”

He kisses my forehead again and tightens his hold on me.

Silence submerges us, and I smile while listening to the rhythm of his heart.

“Reid,” I whisper sweetly. “I’m yours.”

A long and contented breath follows my words. “I’ve always been yours, Cassandra.”

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