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She’s tight, fucking hell, she’s so tight and warm. Her walls feel like a hot vise around my cock, pulsing around me and threatening to have me spilling immediately. My balls are drawn tight, and there is no ignoring the tingle at the base of my spine begging for me to move, to fuck her hard and fast just like I’d promised until I am spilling my seed into her womb.
But I can’t move.
I can’t think past the fact that Sasha is a virgin.
Chapter Four
Sasha
It hurts.
Of course, it hurts.
Tears swarm to my eyes as my breath catches in my throat. It’s finally happened.
I choke back a sob as the realization settles in.
Finally.
It hurts more than anything I have ever felt before, and the pressure, the feeling of fullness is immense. But there is also pleasure. Some of it from the thrill of going against my good girl image, but also . . . from being with Riot.
He is big, this man. Strong too. He steadies me on his bike with his massive arms, almost as if I weigh nothing to him. He is perfect, a freaking god with his strength and powerful presence.
The way he smells of leather and whiskey . . . Christ, the whiskey on his lips tastes a hundred times better than it did coming straight from the glass.
It’s because it’s him that it feels so good despite the pain.
“You’re a virgin.”
His voice is rough and pained as he pulls back to look at me. There is something akin to regret in his eyes when they lock with mine, and I gulp at what I read in them.
“You’re a virgin,” he says again, more to himself this time. Almost as if he doesn’t believe his own words. I watch with confusion as this usually self-assured man suddenly becomes hesitant, and I am half afraid that he’ll put an end to this, but that feeling doesn’t last long as something fiery settles over his expression. “Did I hurt you, Sasha?”
I shake my head, burying my fingers in his hair and moving a little to test the pain, which has dulled to a small throb. “I’m fine.”
“Fuck, baby, I didn’t know,” he grinds out, dropping his forehead against mine. “You deserve better than to have your first time in some parking lot. Forgive me, angel.”
“It’s okay. I want this,” I whisper, and just to assure him of the fact, I rock my hips gently, pleasure shooting to the tips of my toes when my clit grazes the base of his manhood. “Oh!”
Heat flares in his expression at the move, and I watch as something feral blooms in his eyes. Heaven above, he looks so sexy with his eyes narrowed on me like that, nostrils flared with need.
With his gaze locked on mine, Riot grips the back of my knee and pulls out of my trembling sex before sinking his giant erection back into my drenched sex, tortuously slow. “Fuck,” he curses through clenched teeth. “I wasn’t ready for this, baby. You’re so fucking tight. I should be a better man and stop. Take you somewhere, but . . .”
A shudder racks my body at the feel of his thick manhood pulsing inside of me. The strain in his voice is a clear indicator of the fact that the man is holding himself back, which is the last thing I want. We’ve already made it this far. I don’t want him to stop.
I don’t want him to hold back.
This rough, confident, chaotic man . . . I want to see him come apart.
For the rest of my life, when I finally settle down with whichever boring politician my parents choose for me, I will remember this moment, this man whose eyes are so dark and fierce that they remind me of predator’s in the wild.
“Take me,” I tell him, rocking gently against him and feeling myself grow slicker with arousal. “Please, Riot. Take me.”
That is all the man needs to hear as he starts thrusting into me, slowly at first before he picks up the pace. His fingertips dig into my skin as he starts working his hips faster and harder into me, making need build up in my core. I bite back a moan when his hand moves to my breasts, pinching my aching nipples over the thin material of the dress.
“Oh God,” I cry out, throwing my head back and moaning needily as he pumps his rigid cock in and out of me, his breathing growing labored with every hard thrust into my sex. In my haze of pleasure, I catch the distant sound of people approaching, so I lean in and kiss him, letting him swallow my moans as I do the same for him.
Good God, I can’t believe I am doing this here, and yet, this is exactly what I want. What I need.
