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It lasts a long time. The surge of his cock inside me throbs in perfect harmony with the fluttery clench of my inner muscles around him. Our bodies are locked in a secret dance that holds and plays.
His big body is wrapped around mine. His still-throbbing cock is wedged deep inside me. His overflowing cum coats my thighs.
And I start to come down from the best feeling I’ve ever experienced in my life.
I don’t allow my brain to think, but the whispers knock on some door behind my sated endorphin rush. I just lost my virginity to my fake date. I just got fucked by a total stranger. Without protection. And he’s still inside me.
But I don’t have room for logic right now.
The only thing I have room for is a deeply-fulfilling happiness. Because I have never in my life felt this safe or this good.
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Fuck.
I slowly pull out of her and a gush of my cum spills. What’s really fucked up is I don’t want it to spill.
Christ. “Ivy?” I carefully roll her onto her back, crouching over her, gently smoothing her hair back.
Her eyes are bright but sort of lust-drowsed, her face flushed and so sweet, I silence all the thoughts rampaging through my head just so I can kiss her perfect lips.
“Are you okay, baby girl?” I was so fucking overcome with lust that I just spent myself inside her. I could never have pulled out of that tight, juicy little heaven on earth.
Goddamn it. It didn’t even occur to me to put on a condom. I’ve never had sex without a condom in my life.
As soon as I felt her writhing little body backing up to me, her pussy so wet and ready for me, my brain took flight and left the building. Leaving my goddamn cock in charge, and he just had the night of his fucking life.
Little Ivy Laine was a virgin. I felt it when I broke through the thin barrier. My cock had never been more engorged, hot and rock-hard. “Did I hurt you?”
I would have hurt her. But I couldn’t have stopped myself if a herd of wild horses was trying to drag me away. “Why didn’t you tell me, sweetheart?”
Even as I ask her this, I think we both know it wouldn’t have slowed either one of us down.
“You didn’t hurt me,” she says softly. Her dark, light-catching hair spills over the pillow in a silky cascade. I was rough with her. Is she bruised? She’ll be sore.
I get up, pulling my boxers mostly back up since I never managed to get them all the way off, and I go into the bathroom to run some warm water.
Fuck, I’m already half-cocked again. The little goddess is giving me superpowers.
I grab a small towel and make sure it’s the right temperature before squeezing out the excess.
Going back into the bedroom, I turn on one low lamp so I can see her. She hasn’t moved. She’s laying there sort of blissed out, like an angel who just got her first taste of the devil and fucking loved it. I’ve never seen anything more stunning in my life as this girl and especially now.
The lacy lingerie she’s wearing is pulled down over her breasts, plumping them high and close. The nonexistent skirt of it is bunched up around her waist. She’s completely bare and her pussy is pink and wet with my cum.
Holy fuck.
I can’t get over how gorgeous she is. I’m also struggling to deal with how obsessed I am with this sultry vision of beauty and lusty lost innocence.
I sit on the bed between her legs. There are faint streaks of blood on her thighs, along with shiny moisture. I use the warm washcloth to carefully clean her skin, not touching her pussy yet.
She lets me do this, calm and golden-eyed, like she’s still coming down from her high.
And I can’t help myself. With my fingers, I swirl some of the cum that still spills, over her pussy, gently pushing some of it back inside her.
What are you doing, Maddox?
Claiming her. I want her.
