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Moving his hand from between us, he gripped my face with his fingers as he delivered three punishing strokes with his dick. His pupils widened as he let out a low moan before burying himself deep inside me, spilling his hot cum right where he said he would.
We lay together on the rug, panting in the aftermath.
‘That was...’ I couldn’t find the words. Outstanding? Insane? Breathtaking?
‘You are amazing,’ Ewen said, his mouth finding mine at last. The kiss was tantalisingly slow, giving us time for our hearts to return to a normal cadence.
When he moved, his cock pulled out of me, and I winced. A hot flood of cum trickled from me as he knelt up. Red tinged his shaft. Heat crept into my cheeks at the evidence of my virginity.
Ewen moved next to my head and pressed his cock against my lips. My eyes widened as he pushed the bloody tip between my lips.
‘Clean it. Taste what I did to you.’
The mix of cum and blood was hot and metallic against my tongue as I bathed his cock. My fingers slid between my thighs, gingerly feeling my swollen, sore pussy. Sticky cum leaked from me and onto the rug below.
‘Fucking hell, Cora.’ Ewen groaned when I sucked him into my mouth. Pulling his cock free,he wrapped me in his arms and took my lips with his own, his tongue searching as I sighed against him.
He lifted me off my feet, and I broke the kiss to look down at the rug. Three bright red droplets stained the centre, while pink-tinged cum puddled nearby.
‘I ruined your rug.’
‘You improved it. Anything you touch is only made better.’
I laughed as he started walking us back to my room.
‘I thought I was supposed to be the one who got all soppy and clingy?’
‘You’ve bewitched me and made me soft.’
‘I’m sure, given time, you’ll be hard again before we know it.’
His warm laugh sent a tendril of pleasure through me that took me by surprise.
TWENTY-EIGHT
EWEN
Water splattered in the bathroom as Cora showered, and I paced the floor in her bedroom while waiting.
I wanted to climb in with her, to keep her close, but I understood that she needed a bit of time to process everything that had happened.
It had been the hottest night of my life, and every moment away from her left me itching.
Had it been what she’d imagined? What she’d dreamt about for all those years? Had I gone too far?
While safety had always been a priority during scenes I’d had with others, I’d never felt so compelled to fulfill their every desire—as long as they had gotten off great. But with Cora? Pleasing her was becoming a compulsion. Being inside her had stolen a part of me I was never getting back.
Her blood still tinged my fingers.
I needed to wash them off, but the thought of her coming out to an empty room was unacceptable. Washing her away felt almost criminal—what I'd taken was monumental, to me.
Resting back against the wall, I closed my eyes and took a juddering breath.
It can’t only be one week.
There’s not a chance I can let her go.
Call it obsession, or lust, or love. Whatever it was, life without her would be bleak.
