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around me so tightly it feels like my cock is going to snap.
My eyes catch hers. They are clear blue, pupils dilated, terrified.
”You okay, baby?” I manage through my breath as she constricts around my cock.
Silence.
I try to push deeper, but her muscles clamps down on me. “I need words, baby.”
“I’m fine,” she says in a shaky voice.
What the fuck? She’s sucking me in so tight it feels as if my cock’s going to break in half. My balls are hard as rocks as I try to pull out slowly. Fuck!
“Don’t move.” My words come out a little harsher than intended.
She freezes as I pull out, lick two fingers and push into her hard, but she’s wet enough. Sweet Jesus, she’s tight, milking my fingers as I reach deeper.
“Josh!” She cries out my name, biting her fist as I work her up then take myself in hand and slip in on the back of my fingers, pushing in halfway when she goes off like a rocket.
Whoa! “Sshh baby, it’s okay.” I pull back. Those big blue eyes are too watery, fuck; I don’t even have to ask. Her eyebrows lift as she looks at me with her chin trembling. I lower myself over her, stroking her hair from her flushed face.
“Baby girl, please tell me I’m not your first.” I can feel my cock swelling from her sweet taste on my tongue. She looks at me with clenched fists and shakes her head.
“Uhm.” Her voice quivers.
Fuck! “Sophie, I need a straight answer.”
She shakes her head, biting down on her lip, eyes big and watery. The one girl that’s crawled underneath my skin, making me feel shit I have never felt until now. Even though I want to do nothing more than bury myself deep inside that tight pussy, I can’t. I have to take care of her.
“Come here.” I pull her into the crook of my arm and hold her, just hold her. She molds into me like she is fucking made for me. For the first time, pussy isn’t all I want…I want more, I want all of her.
“Are you mad at me?” She whispers.
I press my eyes close as the warmth of her breath brush against my skin. My grip tightens around her. Being mad at her just isn’t fucking possible, but if I could punch myself in the face I would.
”No baby, how can I be mad at you for being a good girl. It’s just that I’m not the one you want to give this to. If I’d known this, I would have stayed the fuck away.
She lifts her head resting her chin on my chest. “Why do you say that?”
My mouth closes over hers before she can say another word. I just can’t resist. Her bottom lip quivers as my lips press against hers. “I’m not taking this from you tonight, not because I don’t want to, trust me, you’ve got me all kinds of worked up. It’s just…maybe you need to think about what you’re doing. ”
I cup her face in my hand pressing my lips firmly against her forehead. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby.” She looks up at me like a fucking puppy up for adoption. She can make me do anything if she looks at me like that. I know what she needs, and it’s not me….
Anger bubbles up inside as I feel her wet lashes press against my chest as she lowers her head. I put my fingers under her chin “Look at me, baby.”
She looks up but her gaze is still low. “Sshh, don’t cry, please. You’re fucking killing me here.”
She wipes the tears from her cheeks and lifts her face up to me. “How the fuck are you still a virgin?
She pulls back a sob “My boyfriend broke up with me after the attack, I guess I’ve never thought I’d…” she stops.
My chest aches as my fingers brush over the scars cut into her back. Knowing Ben was there to take care of her through all of this makes me feel even more like dick for sweeping in and taking her from him.
Ben wasn’t just taking care of her physical wounds; he was taking care of her heart. I run fingers over the scars and I can feel something is happening, it’s changing me, and it scares the motherfucking shit out of me. Her presence rattles the cage in which I
My eyes catch hers. They are clear blue, pupils dilated, terrified.
”You okay, baby?” I manage through my breath as she constricts around my cock.
Silence.
I try to push deeper, but her muscles clamps down on me. “I need words, baby.”
“I’m fine,” she says in a shaky voice.
What the fuck? She’s sucking me in so tight it feels as if my cock’s going to break in half. My balls are hard as rocks as I try to pull out slowly. Fuck!
“Don’t move.” My words come out a little harsher than intended.
She freezes as I pull out, lick two fingers and push into her hard, but she’s wet enough. Sweet Jesus, she’s tight, milking my fingers as I reach deeper.
“Josh!” She cries out my name, biting her fist as I work her up then take myself in hand and slip in on the back of my fingers, pushing in halfway when she goes off like a rocket.
Whoa! “Sshh baby, it’s okay.” I pull back. Those big blue eyes are too watery, fuck; I don’t even have to ask. Her eyebrows lift as she looks at me with her chin trembling. I lower myself over her, stroking her hair from her flushed face.
“Baby girl, please tell me I’m not your first.” I can feel my cock swelling from her sweet taste on my tongue. She looks at me with clenched fists and shakes her head.
“Uhm.” Her voice quivers.
Fuck! “Sophie, I need a straight answer.”
She shakes her head, biting down on her lip, eyes big and watery. The one girl that’s crawled underneath my skin, making me feel shit I have never felt until now. Even though I want to do nothing more than bury myself deep inside that tight pussy, I can’t. I have to take care of her.
“Come here.” I pull her into the crook of my arm and hold her, just hold her. She molds into me like she is fucking made for me. For the first time, pussy isn’t all I want…I want more, I want all of her.
“Are you mad at me?” She whispers.
I press my eyes close as the warmth of her breath brush against my skin. My grip tightens around her. Being mad at her just isn’t fucking possible, but if I could punch myself in the face I would.
”No baby, how can I be mad at you for being a good girl. It’s just that I’m not the one you want to give this to. If I’d known this, I would have stayed the fuck away.
She lifts her head resting her chin on my chest. “Why do you say that?”
My mouth closes over hers before she can say another word. I just can’t resist. Her bottom lip quivers as my lips press against hers. “I’m not taking this from you tonight, not because I don’t want to, trust me, you’ve got me all kinds of worked up. It’s just…maybe you need to think about what you’re doing. ”
I cup her face in my hand pressing my lips firmly against her forehead. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby.” She looks up at me like a fucking puppy up for adoption. She can make me do anything if she looks at me like that. I know what she needs, and it’s not me….
Anger bubbles up inside as I feel her wet lashes press against my chest as she lowers her head. I put my fingers under her chin “Look at me, baby.”
She looks up but her gaze is still low. “Sshh, don’t cry, please. You’re fucking killing me here.”
She wipes the tears from her cheeks and lifts her face up to me. “How the fuck are you still a virgin?
She pulls back a sob “My boyfriend broke up with me after the attack, I guess I’ve never thought I’d…” she stops.
My chest aches as my fingers brush over the scars cut into her back. Knowing Ben was there to take care of her through all of this makes me feel even more like dick for sweeping in and taking her from him.
Ben wasn’t just taking care of her physical wounds; he was taking care of her heart. I run fingers over the scars and I can feel something is happening, it’s changing me, and it scares the motherfucking shit out of me. Her presence rattles the cage in which I
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