Page 39 of His Virgin Angel

“It’s fine.”

“I’m so sorry. I failed.”

“Baby, you couldn’t fail me. Not ever.” He locked their fingers together. “You’re a virgin, so of course it was going to hurt. I was just hoping you’d be too distracted by your orgasm to feel it.”

“You’re always trying to take care of me. Trying to keep me from feeling any pain.”

“The last thing I want is to ever hurt you.”

She squeezed his hands. “Jack, I don’t think it’s possible for you to ever hurt me.”

Piper frowned as something flashed across his face. She didn’t know what it was as within a second it was gone.

“You’re right, I’d never want to hurt you.” He leaned down, and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I always want you to remember that. No matter what. Promise me.”

“I promise.”

She tried to reach up to kiss him, only his large body stopped her from moving. The small action made her move on his dick. She gasped, and Jack winced. “I’m sorry.”

“There wasn’t any pain.”

“There wasn’t?”

“No.” For the past four years Jack had constantly been the voice of reason inside her head, telling how everything was going to be. In that moment, he didn’t look like the voice of reason. He looked like a man torn and amazed. Two completely different feelings wrapped into one.

With Jack holding her down, she used the angle to move onto his cock. Thrusting up, and pulling down, she moaned. “That feels so good.”

He released her wrists leaving one by her head, and the other he stroked down her body. He cupped her face, tilting her head up.

“You’re mine now, Piper. I’m never going to let you go.”

“I don’t want to be let go.” This man had been in her thoughts, in her fantasies, and now he was the man to take her virginity. There was no one else for her. She only wanted him.

She had always believed it wouldn’t be possible to have Jack. He was so far out of her league.

“You’re mine now, right?” She hated the insecurity she felt.

“Yes. No other women, just you.” He took possession of her lips at the same time he drove his cock in deep.

The pain was gone, and all that remained was pleasure. She’d be sore tomorrow, but she didn’t care.

He pulled out of her, only to drive back inside her.

The hand on her face moved down, touching her breasts, and went between her thighs, stroking over her pussy. He fingered her clit, bringing back all the pleasure that had been taken from her.

“Fuck, I can feel your pussy. You love it when I touch you.”

I love you.

She screamed his name rather than voice her true feelings. Piper didn’t know how he felt, and she wasn’t going to ruin it for either of them.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she said, screaming the word.

“I’m not going to last. Your pussy is fucking heaven, and all mine.”

The slow strokes stopped, and he pounded inside her, every inch of him seeming to go deeper than the one before.

“Fuck, Piper, fuck!” He growled her name, and Piper couldn’t hold back. The stroking of her clit drove her to a climax at the same time that he drove himself to one.

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