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Her admission takes me aback, but I try to remain calm and collected. The beast in me is growlingmine! Mine! MINE!

I can sense her nervousness and vulnerability, and I don’t want to push her too hard. “Are you sure, Angel? Are you on birth control?”

She nods, relief evident in the sudden drop of her shoulders. “Yes, Sir. I just… I trust you.”

I reach over and gently put the condom on the nightstand, setting it aside. “Thank you, Angel. I won’t break your trust. Do you want to remove the blindfold for this?” The question slips free before my brain engages and I hold my breath.

Please say no. If she sees it’s me, this is over in an instant. She won’t need a safeword because she’ll tear my balls off.

“No, thank you, Sir.”

Thank god.I’m relieved, but weirdly disappointed too. This feels like a lie. The first time I’m going to have her, with no barrier between us no less, and she doesn’t even know it’s me.

Those conflicting feelings swirl inside me, and I decide to tamp them down and ignore them. Angelica wants this – one night of passion with a stranger – and she’s trusting me to fulfil her dreams. That’s not deceptive.

Positioning myself between her legs, I prepare to enter her. I can feel the heat of her core and the dampness of her arousal and it threatens to unravel my control. With a deep breath, I push forward, feeling the resistance of her tightness.

As I slide inside of her, I know we’ve made the right decision. The feeling of being connected to her on a deeper level is incredible. Everything I ever dreamed of, and somehow even better too.

I pull almost all the way out and then thrust back in, feeling her muscles clinging to me. With each pump of my hips, I can feel her body opening up, welcoming me in. If only I could get her heart to do the same.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan, my own desire spiraling out of control. “You feel so good, Angel. So tight.”

She moans and arches her back, her hands gripping the sheets as she meets my thrusts. The sensation is indescribable, and I know I won’t last. Thankfully we have all night.

“Are you going to come for me, Angel?” I grunt, my voice filled with lust. “Are you going to let me feel you come apart around me?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers, and I know she’s fully committed to this.

I increase my pace, driving into her deeper and harder with each thrust. Her moans fill the room, mingling with the sound of our bodies slapping together. Her muscles tighten around me, and I can tell she’s close.

“That’s it, Angel,” I groan. “Let go for me. Let me feel you come undone.”

She lets out a loud cry, her walls clenching around me in a vice-like grip. I thrust into her one final time, emptying myself inside her as I feel the intense rush of pleasure coursing through my body.

As we lay there, panting heavily, I pull out of her, collapsing onto the bed beside her. We’re both dripping with sweat, our bodies slick and tangled together.

“Thank you, Sir,” she breathes, her voice hoarse. “That was...amazing.”

“You’re amazing,” I tell her, running my fingers through her sweat-dampened hair. “I’m glad you trusted me.”

She smiles up at me, her body relaxed, and I can tell she’ll soon be close to drifting off to sleep. I pull her close, wrapping my arms around her, basking in the afterglow of our intense encounter, but already ready to enjoy her again.

“Is it over?” she asks tentatively.

“Do you want it to be?”

She snuggles in tighter. “No.”

“Then we have all night, Angel. Rest. That was just the warm up round.”

She relaxes in my hold, her trust in me absolute, still making no move to take off the blindfold either. I rest with her for a moment and then gently pull free.

“Where are you going?” she asks, alarmed.

“I’m just getting a cloth to clean you up, Angel.”

The softest smile graces her lips and my stomach flips.

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