reaches into the nightstand drawer to take out a condom. He tears it open and I watch him roll it on because I’ve never seen a man do that … at least not in real life and certainly not so he could use it on me. It’s enthralling. And stimulating in a way I never imagined.
Sin rolls on top of me, his body nestling between my legs.
I’ve known real-life monsters existed since I was seven years old so I thought nothing in this world had the power to ever scare me again. That clearly isn’t true because I’m terrified.
I’m giving my body—and a piece of myself—to this man. We are about to join and become one. This is far beyond the physical act I expected. I’m handing over a part of … my soul. I didn’t know being with him would feel like this.
I can’t recall ever wanting anything so much in all my life, but I’m simultaneously fighting an urge to push him off so I can run.
I don’t have long to fear the unknown because he enters me in one fluid motion and I feel a ripping pain when he pushes through my virginity. He has no idea I’ve never done this, so his first thrust isn’t gentle. The tearing is sudden and sharp and unexpected. I grasp the sheet beneath me and twist it violently.
I thought I’d be able to hold my response inside but I can’t. My gasp is loud. I turn my head to the side and cover my face with the fisted sheet so he can’t see the pain there.
He goes completely still. “Did you feel that?”
Umm … hell yeah, I felt my hymen being shredded into pieces. “Yeah.”
“What is it?”
This is it—the part where I either instill a desire for him to want to keep me to himself … or he freaks the fuck out. “My virginity.”
“Virginity? What the hell are you talking about?”
I look at him quizzically. “I don’t want to talk right now.” I reach for the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss. “I’d much rather finish what you started.”
He pulls away so he can see my face. “A virgin?”
“Yes.”
He’s shaking his head, as if to make sense of the whole thing. “What was all that bullshit about demanding I pleasure you?”
“It’s not bullshit. It all stands, and right now I demand that you properly fuck me.” The pain has subsided while he’s been busy trying to carry on a conversation, so I rock my hips against him. I’m ready for this now. “Don’t tell me you don’t like the way this feels because I know I do.”
He growls when he pushes my legs back and starts rocking back and forth inside me. “Oh, fuck, you’re so wee. And wet.”
I can’t lie. I like hearing him say those things. I want to be the best he’s ever had. It ensures he’ll keep me around longer. “Am I worth the work and the wait?”
“Hell.” He thrusts between words. “Yes.”
“I told you when it’s good, it’s very good.”
“It’s pure magic,” he groans. “The best ever.”
I smile against his neck. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.
Giving him my virginity hasn’t been for nothing. Everything is going according to plan.
Chapter Ten
Sinclair Breckenridge
I ’ve gotten off plenty over the last six years but I’ve missed sharing a bed with a woman. Having Bleu here with her bare, sweaty body pressed to mine while I move inside her feels amazing. I’ve been robbing this luxury of the recognition it deserves. It’s incredible and Bleu is the only woman I’m willing to risk this with. She has no ties to anyone in The Fellowship—or rival cartel. She’ll keep this to herself because she has nothing to gain and everything to lose by opening her mouth.
I can’t believe how good she feels. I move slower. I want to make this last as long as possible but decreasing my pace doesn’t help. The tight grip of her body around mine is going to push me over the edge soon.
I tense and clench my teeth as the bliss approaches. I thrust into her deeply with the onset of the rhythmic spasms. I know I should—and I always do—but I cannot pull
Sin rolls on top of me, his body nestling between my legs.
I’ve known real-life monsters existed since I was seven years old so I thought nothing in this world had the power to ever scare me again. That clearly isn’t true because I’m terrified.
I’m giving my body—and a piece of myself—to this man. We are about to join and become one. This is far beyond the physical act I expected. I’m handing over a part of … my soul. I didn’t know being with him would feel like this.
I can’t recall ever wanting anything so much in all my life, but I’m simultaneously fighting an urge to push him off so I can run.
I don’t have long to fear the unknown because he enters me in one fluid motion and I feel a ripping pain when he pushes through my virginity. He has no idea I’ve never done this, so his first thrust isn’t gentle. The tearing is sudden and sharp and unexpected. I grasp the sheet beneath me and twist it violently.
I thought I’d be able to hold my response inside but I can’t. My gasp is loud. I turn my head to the side and cover my face with the fisted sheet so he can’t see the pain there.
He goes completely still. “Did you feel that?”
Umm … hell yeah, I felt my hymen being shredded into pieces. “Yeah.”
“What is it?”
This is it—the part where I either instill a desire for him to want to keep me to himself … or he freaks the fuck out. “My virginity.”
“Virginity? What the hell are you talking about?”
I look at him quizzically. “I don’t want to talk right now.” I reach for the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss. “I’d much rather finish what you started.”
He pulls away so he can see my face. “A virgin?”
“Yes.”
He’s shaking his head, as if to make sense of the whole thing. “What was all that bullshit about demanding I pleasure you?”
“It’s not bullshit. It all stands, and right now I demand that you properly fuck me.” The pain has subsided while he’s been busy trying to carry on a conversation, so I rock my hips against him. I’m ready for this now. “Don’t tell me you don’t like the way this feels because I know I do.”
He growls when he pushes my legs back and starts rocking back and forth inside me. “Oh, fuck, you’re so wee. And wet.”
I can’t lie. I like hearing him say those things. I want to be the best he’s ever had. It ensures he’ll keep me around longer. “Am I worth the work and the wait?”
“Hell.” He thrusts between words. “Yes.”
“I told you when it’s good, it’s very good.”
“It’s pure magic,” he groans. “The best ever.”
I smile against his neck. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.
Giving him my virginity hasn’t been for nothing. Everything is going according to plan.
Chapter Ten
Sinclair Breckenridge
I ’ve gotten off plenty over the last six years but I’ve missed sharing a bed with a woman. Having Bleu here with her bare, sweaty body pressed to mine while I move inside her feels amazing. I’ve been robbing this luxury of the recognition it deserves. It’s incredible and Bleu is the only woman I’m willing to risk this with. She has no ties to anyone in The Fellowship—or rival cartel. She’ll keep this to herself because she has nothing to gain and everything to lose by opening her mouth.
I can’t believe how good she feels. I move slower. I want to make this last as long as possible but decreasing my pace doesn’t help. The tight grip of her body around mine is going to push me over the edge soon.
I tense and clench my teeth as the bliss approaches. I thrust into her deeply with the onset of the rhythmic spasms. I know I should—and I always do—but I cannot pull
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