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I exhale into his mouth as the pain and pleasure hit me all at once.

He pulls back, removing the pressure, and keeps kissing me with his mouth, which I can taste myself on. My eyes start to close as Severio kisses me slowly, passionately, his hand cupping one side of my face, allowing me time to comprehend what just happened.

Severio Mancini took my virginity. He broke my hymen. Not with his fingers, but with the tip of cock. But he’s not inside me, entering me, fucking me. He’s just kissing me.

As I kiss him back, I feel his hardness between my legs. I reach down and grasp him. He’s slick from my orgasm and hard. So hard and large that I can’t wrap my fist around his girth. Howdid this big mushroom top even get inside me? Did it even go all the way in?

Severio groans. It’s encouraging, and I jerk him off faster. He cradles my head, tilting it more so he can kiss me deeper and harder and faster, and I think he might want to swallow me whole, devour me. Maybe he does want that.

He covers my hand with his, and we move our hands up and down over his length until he guides his shaft back between my legs and nudges my entrance. He doesn’t enter me or hurt me, but slides the very tip of him inside. It feels like pressure, and I lift my hips, seeking more. Severio’s body stills; his hand holds down my hip, right before he ejaculates inside me.

We don’t stop making out.

He devours me, slowly, consuming all my being, so much so that I hitch a breath and tears stream down my cheeks. I’m not unhappy. I’m not anything. I don’t have a name. I don’t know who I was.

Now, I am nothing besides his.

Perhaps I never knew anything before he came into my life, and he’s peeled off the veil that the people around me kept over my eyes.

When I choke on that thought, he pulls back and looks down at me. “Don’t you dare regret this.” His jaw is hard, eyes narrowed, body taut.

“I won’t. I won’t. I swear it.”

Severio exhales. “Good.” He pecks my lips and rolls onto his side, bringing me with him. My hand gets stuck between us.

I grasp his shaft again.

“Be a good girl and put that thing back into my boxers before it ends up inside you all night.”

I smile through my tears and squeeze him.

Severio sighs. “I mean it.”

He doesn’t sound convincing, but I tuck him into his boxers and rest my head on his chest. His heart beats fast and steady. Controlled. Always controlled. But I think tonight, he might’ve snapped. I don’t think he meant to penetrate me, not even for a little bit. I think he couldn’t resist breaking my hymen once he saw it was intact.

I don’t think he meant to make out with my mouth either, because he decided to make out only with my pussy. I definitely don’t think he meant to come inside me.

Severio might’ve gotten caught up in the moment.

If I ask him if what I think is true, he might deny it, but even though I risk disappointment, I’m curious, perhaps even brave.

Are you a cat?

“Severio?” I whisper.

“How are you still awake?” he asks.

My eyelids are drooping. “I’m barely awake.”

“Stop fighting sleep.”

“I will after I know something. It’s kind of deep.”

“Deep?” He chuckles. “I’m listening.”

“Did you mean to fuck me tonight?”

“Believe me, Cristina, I didn’t fuck you.” He pauses. “The answer is no.”

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