Page 74 of Maelstrom


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If she only knew the visions running through his mind. Rope. Cuffs. A spreader bar. Yeah, he could see it. His sweet girl had a dark side and she’d want to play. Maybe he should build them a private playroom in the basement.

One day.

Right now her pretty pussy was gripping his fingers like a vise. Katelyn was so tight Brendan actually worried how he was going to get his dick inside her—at least without hurting her too much. He’d heard chicks tell their first-time stories. There was no avoiding it, he supposed. But he wanted it to be as pleasurable for her as he could possibly make it. He wanted her first-time story to be a good one.

He leaned forward and kissed her. Two fingers weren’t enough. As tight a fit as it was, she had to take more before he pushed his way inside her.

“Baby.” He sucked on her neck and spoke in her ear. “Let go of your legs now and just look at me.”

Katelyn turned her head on the pillow. Eyes glazed. Lips parted. So beautiful.

He pressed his thumb into her clit, fucking her with his fingers. He pushed in as deep as he could go, until the knuckles of his hand met her flesh. She moaned. He pulled back and did it again. Her moans urged him on. He twisted his hand to the opposite side, his palm facing up, and he did it again, hooking his fingers to stimulate her G-spot.

She lifted her hips.

“More, sweet girl?” It wasn’t really a question.

“Yes.” She gasped in air. “Everything.”

Brendan sat up and worked a third finger in, rubbing her clit with his other hand. She whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut, thrashing her head on the pillow.

“Am I hurting you? Do you need me to stop?”

“No. Don’t stop.” Her head thrashed some more. “Please, don’t stop.”

He stilled his fingers to let her get used to the sensation, lightly circling her clit, until he felt her muscles relax. Her head stopped moving on the pillow and she opened her eyes.

“Good girl. Keep them on me.”

Only then did he move his fingers. In. Out. Twist. Tears leaked out from the corners of her pretty eyes, dripping down her temples and disappearing into her hair. He rubbed her clit faster. Her lips formed an O and her eyes rolled back in her head. Then she screamed.

Brendan laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. He just held her, smoothing her hair and kissing her face, as she came down from her orgasm. He was out of his element here, the irony of it almost laughable, but he wasn’t sure what the fuck to do with a virgin.

She kissed him then.

Her fingers reached for his dick. “Stop thinking, Brendan.”

“You’re my angel, baby,” he whispered, his fingers strumming through her pussy. “The only light in my fucked-up world, and my ticket straight to hell.”

“Then I’m going with you, Brendan. Don’t you know you’re my everything?”

He held her to him and kissed her brow.

“That’s what I want to give you. Be for you. Teach you.” He eased a finger inside her. “Everything.”

“Then give it to me. Please.”

He stopped thinking then. His brain and his body focused on one thing. Giving them what they both wanted.

Brendan rolled over on top of her. He stared into her pretty eyes as he notched the head of his dick at the entrance of her pussy. She winced.

“I don’t want to hurt you, baby, but I’m going to.”

She kissed his lips. “I know.”

He eased his hips against her softly, trying to gently nudge his way inside. Katelyn bit her lip, he was sure to stifle a cry. She gripped him so tightly, her nails dug into his ass. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, then with one powerful thrust he drove all the way home.

And Katelyn screamed.

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