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Fuck.

I stop moving immediately, buried partway inside her, every muscle in my body straining against the instinct to move.

“Breathe, baby.”

I start to ease back, but Kira’s fingers tighten around my shoulders. “No.” Her eyes remain squeezed shut as she sucks in a shaky breath. “Don’t pull out. Just… stay there.”

The restraint is fucking excruciating. My cock is inside her—not all the way, not even close—and she’s so tight around me it’s like being gripped by a fist. Hot, wet, clenching around my dick in slow, involuntary pulses that make my vision blur.

My hips want to thrust. My body wants to push deeper, take more, claim every inch of her. Every instinct I have is screaming at me to move, and instead I’m holding perfectly still with my weight braced on my forearms and my jaw clenched so hard I can hear my teeth grinding.

“Look at me, baby,” I rasp. “Open your eyes.”

Slowly, she peels her lids back until her hazel eyes find mine.

“You’re doing so well,” I tell her. I lean down and kiss her mouth, soft, just a brush of my lips against hers. “You’re taking my cock fucking perfectly.”

Her breath hitches. I kiss her again, longer this time, letting my tongue slide against hers until she relaxes into it. Then I move to her jaw, her throat, pressing my mouth to the pulse beating wildly beneath her skin.

My hand finds her breast, cupping the flesh as my thumb circles her nipple until it hardens under my touch. The small gasp she makes goes straight to my cock, and I have to grit my teeth again.

“Breathe,” I tell her. “Just breathe, Kira. Let your body adjust.”

I feel it happening in stages. First her hands relax on my shoulders. Then her thighs, which had been clamped around my hips, loosen by degrees. Her breathing steadies, the shallow rhythm giving way to something deeper.

The tension is bleeding out of her muscles one by one, and I can feel the difference in the way she holds me. She shifts her hips. Just a tiny movement, experimental, and her eyes flutter.

“It’s getting better,” she whispers. “Mm, a lot better, Daddy.”

Relief hits me so hard it’s almost physical. I press my forehead to hers, our breaths mingling, and for a second I just exist in the space between us. Her pussy around my cock. Her hands on my skin. The sound of her breathing, steady and sure.

“Tell me when,” I say.

“When,” she breathes. “Keep going.”

I push another inch of my cock inside her, watching her face for any sign that I’m hurting her again. Her lips part. Her eyes stay on mine, and there’s no pain there now—just a dark, hungry focus that matches what’s burning through me.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groan. “Your tight cunt’s squeezing me so hard, baby.”

Another inch.

Her inner walls clutch at me, gripping my cock with a slick, relentless pressure that makes my thighs shake. Sweat beads along my spine and forehead from the effort of moving this fucking slowly. Everything in me wants to bury myself to the hilt and fuck her until she screams.

Instead, I push deeper. And deeper. Until I’m fully inside her, my hips flush against hers, my cock buried so deep every involuntary clench of her cunt grips me from base to tip. I force myself to hold still. Because if I move right now, fuck, I’ll lose whatever’s left of my control and fuck her senseless.

“Fuck,” I breathe. The word comes out ragged. “You feel incredible.”

The view of her beneath me—spread open, her dark hair fanned across the pillow and her lips parted on a gasp—nearly undoes me completely.

Her hips shift again. A deliberate roll this time, testing, and the friction draws a low moan from her throat.

“Mmm, Daddy,” she whines. Her voice has an edge to it now. Impatience. Hunger. “Stop treating me like I’m going to break.”

The words land like a match to gasoline. Something hot and possessive flares behind my ribs, and the last thread of my restraint snaps.

Fuck, if those words don’t send an inferno through my blood. My hips snap forward, driving into her with a force that makes the headboard hit the wall. Kira gasps, her back arching, her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to break skin.