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Mercer’s arm waved, shooing the creeps away. The green creep with the rock-hard bulge waved back, laughing over Mercer’s attempt to get rid of him.
Blue on blue, our eyes met again for a second. A second before he looked away because he felt like he had failed me.
He didn’t.
I pulled his face back to mine, staring into his eyes as I whispered words I didn’t believe, “We can do this. Together.” I nodded, tears still leaking from my eyes and coating his lips as he kissed them away.
It did something to me. Made me feel closer to him. Made me crave him. But fear still hung over us like a blanket, so heavy, it made us both sweat.
He unzipped himself, pulling himself free of his pants. His hand wrapped around his length, his fingers barely touching. All my fears came back.
I couldn’t pull my eyes away. They widened in horror at the size of him. It would feel different down there. Different from my mouth, where I had control. I wouldn’t even be able to move if he hurt me, and that giant thing would fucking hurt me.
I would just have to lie here, unable to move until it was over, hiding the pain on my face because if I did something to lessen his potential enjoyment, I wouldn’t live.
The condom stretched over his length, his hand rolling it down to his balls.
A quick glance asked if I was ready.
No.
I nodded, lying.
Leaning over me, he popped the buttons on my shirt through their tiny holes. My nipples hardened under the material as he moved it away, exposing me to the men in the room.
One—with something almost decent still living inside him—looked away. The other, fucking salivated.
“You good?” Mercer mouthed soundlessly.
I nodded, and he leaned in to kiss me. His hand guided his thick cock between my pussy lips, and he rubbed, getting me wet.
The pervert moved for a better view, and I did all I could to focus on anything but him.
“Don’t worry about getting her wet. She can’t fucking feel anything anyway.” The robotic voice blared, reminding us we were wasting time.
Mercer ignored it, questioning the poor assumption as his touch sparked a reaction. My pussy grew wetter for him each time his cock nudged my clit.
He leaned over me, seconds away from pushing inside me.
“That’s not true. You know I’m responsive. You can feel it. And I’ll feel it. It’s just my legs that don’t work. I’ll feel this, and if you’re not gentle, it’ll hurt me, and it’s my first time.” All the words rushed out in one breath.
I couldn’t help my lip wobbling as he looked at me with shock and just a hint of compassion, and I couldn’t stop it until he kissed me.
That was when his penis stopped moving, positioning itself at my entrance. I tensed, and he felt that, too...unwelcome. His kiss deepened, his tongue moving over mine.
All of a sudden, he became the only one in the room. The only thing in my world. Lust flickered in our eyes as they closed in harmony.
His arm slid under the small of my back, pressing our skin together. I touched him. His face. His shoulders. His back. Everywhere.
His hand drifted lower, lifting my ass up to press me against him...angling me perfectly to make it less painful.
I blushed, emotions for him taking over. He cared about me enough to be gentle and loving despite the circumstances and the desire to race and get this over with.
He broke off the kiss, his heated stare appreciating my flushed cheeks. He twitched at my hole, his cock wanting to be deep inside.
His eyes asked one last time, do I have your permission? Say yes.
I nodded, holding my breath as he reared back. His eyes darted from my pussy to my face, back and forth as he fed me the first inch. His thumb worked my clit, remembering the response I gave when he touched there earlier.
