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As our kiss deepens, I can feel her body responding. My heart races, blood pounding in my ears. I pull back slightly.
“I want you, Aria,” I say against her mouth, my voice barely a whisper.
A small smile plays on her lips. “Then take me.”
With those words, I know that nothing will stop me from erasing every trace of sadness and worry from her face, replacing it with nothing but pleasure and happiness. Wanting to make her forget about the arranged marriage her shitty father is forcing her into.
I reach for my belt, unbuckling it with a sense of urgency, and slide my pants down my thighs. I position myself on top of her, letting my hard cock slide over her glistening mound.
“Put it in. Put it in, right now,” I groan with urgency. Aria grabs the head and levels it at her entrance. “That’s my good girl. Now, look at me while I push inside you.”
I’m met with resistance. “Goddamn, you’re tight,” I grunt, the overwhelming sensation sending sparks of pleasure down my spine. Her cunt is clinging to the tip of my cock.
Aria winces as she struggles to take me in.
I’ve been with many women before, but it’s never felt like this. So snug, almost impenetrable.
Her pussy has a firm grip on my cock, and I’m not sure how long I’ll last.
“Relax, baby. You’re doing a good job.”
Lifting her top to expose her breasts, I grab them in my large hands. “Your tits are perfect,” I say, squeezing them. I lower myself and take one into my mouth, sucking her nipple and swirling my tongue over the pebbled bud, and her back lifts off the couch. She moans, her body slackening under me, allowing me to slip further inside. “That’s it, moró. Open up for me.”
Slowly, I inch my way in, and when I’m almost buried to the hilt, I slam my hips the rest of the way. She lets out a yelp. “Oh my God!”
I hiss at the feel of her tight walls clenching around my dick, watching her closely as I pull out. Body tense, she relaxes when I stop moving. Each of her labored breaths seems to carry a mixture of discomfort and pleasure.
“Are you okay?” I ask, getting concerned.
Aria nods. “I just feel so full. You’re so big,” she murmurs, her tone laced with lust.
“You can take it, astéri mou.”
I continue to inch out, and Aria’s face contorts into an expression that is both strained and blissful. I pause. “Are you sure you’re good?” Now, I’m wondering if she’s in actual pain.
She reassures me with a smile, and that gives me the go-ahead to continue.
Pulling out fully, I plow into Aria with force, and she screams.
Something’s not right. “Do you need me to stop?” I want this to be pleasurable for her. I’m all about getting mine, but I need her to come too. I won’t be able to enjoy it if she’s wincing every time I pull in and out. “I know I’m big, but it shouldn’t hurt. You’re soaking wet,” I add, breathless.
A crease forms in her brow and her eyes flit around, as if searching for the right words. I can almost see the gears turning in her head. She slightly shifts her body under me, my cock still hard as a rod inside her, and I struggle not to make a move. I’m so close to having her, so close to feeling her pussy pulse around me. This is torture.
When I look down at where we’re joined, I notice some red staining my skin. Is that… blood? My mind races with questions, wondering if I’ve been too rough or if there’s an underlying issue. I’ve never made a woman bleed. Not unintentionally, at least… “Aria, I’m fucking hurting you.” My voice is urgent. I pull back, searching her face.
I wait patiently for her response, meeting her gaze. For some unknown reason, I want Aria to feel comfortable and safe around me. “No, I’m fine. I promise,” she looks away. “It’s just that…I’m a virgin.”
6
ARIA
You’re what?” Dion whisper-shouts.
He is frozen in place, eyes wide and unblinking, seemingly caught in a state of utter shock and confusion.
I had a feeling he wouldn’t take this news well. I don’t know why I didn’t tell him I was a virgin from the beginning. I’m not ashamed. I’ve purposely never slept with anyone—I wanted to give my virginity to the man I’d fall in love with and marry.
I’ve always believed in love stories. To me, they’re like whispered promises in a world that sometimes feels too chaotic. And God knows, being the daughter of an important figure in the mob is no easy feat. I needed something to cling to.
