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Unless she tells me no, I don’t think I’m physically capable of holding back as the tip of my erection nudges at her. She’s still wearing my cowboy hat, looking like the personification of my version of an angel with her copper hair, flushed cheeks, and perfect, big tits. My cock is sensitive, having not entered another woman’s body in almost four years.

Too late now.

Every inch I go deeper causes my brain to short-circuit. I push until I feel a barrier, looking directly into her eyes as I break through it as gently as I can. Her eyes widen, neither of us breaking visual contact.

She gasps before biting her lower lip.

I’m fully sheathed to the hilt, my brain starting to go numb with ecstasy. Her eyes roll back in her head as she lies beneath me and pants for oxygen.

I pull back, causing her to suck in and grip my arms until I feel the penetration of my skin under her nails and my blood seeping out.

I lean down, whispering in her ear, “Stay with me, angel. The pain will turn to pleasure.”

She whimpers against my neck as I pull out and drive back into her. I want nothing more than to fuck her fast and hard, coming all over her magnificent tits. Instead, I force myself to move slowly, edging myself with each sliding movement to slowly stretch her walls to fit the size of me.

Once her body seems to be taking it better, I pick up the pace and find a steady rhythm, all the while keeping my senses as alert as possible for signs of her pain and discomfort turning to satisfaction.

She starts panting and whimpering the faster I move inside her.

“Talk to me, angel. Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“Good. It feels so good.”

I keep one hand on the bed to brace myself over her as I reach up, tracing her pink lips with my thumb before pushing my index finger inside her mouth. She stares at me with wide eyes, and I explore the wet insides of her mouth, going as far back as I can without choking her.

“Suck on it,” I command her.

She sucks my finger in, closing her eyes and moaning around me. My hips move faster, my body nearly twitching with the intensity of how delicious her body feels around me. I watch her tits bounce before the realization of how fucking irresponsible I’m being smacks me into reality.

I jerk out of her, pressing my body down and panting, attempting to slow my heart rate.

Why the fuck did I not think about using a condom?

I stand up from the bed, moving over to my duffel bag and unzipping the side pocket and reaching inside. I was so wrapped up in the idea of getting inside her that the logical part of my brain didn’t register the very real possibility that getting her pregnant would cause unnecessary complications in my life. I did, however, think about this possibility at the last gas station, where I purchased the box of little gold foil packets.

“What’s wrong?” she asks.

I turn to face her as I stretch the latex over myself. “I don’t think either of us has to worry about STDs, but I figure you’re not on birth control since you aren’t sexually active?”

She shakes her head, licking her lips as she stares down at my cock with hungry eyes again. I walk back over to her, noticing the drops of blood on the comforter as I approach. She also has some of it on her thighs.

It’s been years since I slept with a virgin. It doesn’t happen to all of them, considering the hymen can be broken before they even have sex through various other physical activities, even riding a horse.

I felt Rosie’s hymen clearly when I first entered her, and the evidence is right before my eyes. She reaches for my hand, pulling me down on top of her.

“What?” she asks.

I look down at her, noticing that mixed in with the blood spots, there’s makeup smudged on the blanket. Her side is more green and yellow than I remember it looking earlier when she first came out of the bathroom.

My nostrils flare as I realize that she covered it up so I would think they were more healed.

“Did you cover your bruises with makeup?”

She looks down at herself, seeing the smeared makeup and drops of blood. Her eyes trail back up to mine.

“I’m fine. I want this … I want you,” she murmurs.

I pull back, sitting on the edge of the bed and exhaling. My erection is still protruding, and my body is screaming for me to continue so I can feel the sweet release I need.

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