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He shakes his head. “You have no idea how beautiful you are. Please don’t be afraid.”

“I trust you.”

In my twenty-seven years, I’ve seen one man, this man, naked. Back when we were teenagers I was more preoccupied with what was happening than to take in what he looked like. But then, when we were young, I’m not sure I would have been able to appreciate the vision that was before me. Not like today.

He crawls up my body, his eyes trained on me. “You have no idea how much your trust means to me. It always has, Tessa. I need you to know that.” He brings his lips to mine, in a soft motion. His tongue plays with mine, relaxing my body with every stroke. I run my fingers through his hair as he continues to kiss me. His fingers break the barrier of my skirt, pulling it from my body. When the realization hits that I’m naked under this man, my body tenses.

Before I know what’s happening, I’m rolled from my back, and I’m now sitting on top of Hawk’s lap. I gaze down his body and my stomach flips. Beyond my pebbled nipples I can see his cock pressed against his stomach. My body starts to shake with nerves, and my courage begins to fade. I can’t do this. There’s no way I’ll be able to go through with this. What was I thinking? I’ll never be able to do this. Not after—

“Tessa.”

My name on his lips brings my attention back to him.

“Tell me.”

“I’m scared.”

He brings his hand to my face and rubs his thumb along my cheek. “Baby, look at me.” I bring my eyes to him and see nothing but love in the blue hues I adore so much. “Tessa.” He groans as I feel his shift beneath me.

His fingers pull at the back of my neck as he brings my mouth to his. With my lips only inches from his, he stops and looks at me. “I’ve got you. It’s me, and baby, I’m so fucking hard for you. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I’ve wanted you. Fuck that. It’s not a want. It’s a fucking need, and Tessa, right now, I need to feel that pussy wrapped about my dick, and you’re going to be the one to do it.”

He shifts slightly, allowing more room between his body and mine. I feel his hand on mine as he takes it and guides it to his dick. “You’ve got this,” he tells me as he wraps my fingers around his shaft. I suck in a breath at the feel of him. He feels like silken steel beneath my grip. My eyes close, giving myself a second to take in the moment. I can do this. I open my eyes and give him a smile. My hand twitches and I slightly squeeze him. His head fall back and groans in desire, so I gather up the courage and move the tip of his dick to my opening.

Without any more hesitation, I make my move.

“Fuck,” he growls when he feels me slide down his thickness. “Tessa,” with his eyes tightly shut, he moans my name. “Goddamn, you feel so good.” He grabs my hips. He lifts his head and stares at me. “You were made for me, baby.” His head drops back onto the pillow. “Ride me.” He grabs my hips and pulls and pushes until I get the rhythm he and I both need.

Sitting up, he goes in deeper, and I groan as my head falls back. I brace my hands behind me on his thighs, and I move, riding him. He feels so good. “Hawk.” His name falls from my lips, over and over. I feel him shift, making my head snap up. When I feel the slight nip of his teeth against my nipple, my orgasm rolls through my body. My pussy clenches around his cock making him moan against my skin.

“Goddamn, so good,” he says around my flesh as his hips thrust up until he grunts and stills inside of me. He looks up, my breast still in his mouth. He winks then lets go of my nipple with a ‘pop’ and a smile.

I can’t help but laugh, chasing my nerves away. I take a shuddered breath, “I did it.”

“You did it.” He leans up and kisses my lips. “As much as I’d love to keep you like this, my cum is starting to leak and run down my ass crack, and that’s not a good feeling.” My eyes widen, and before I can panic, I feel his arms squeeze around me. “Don’t start with the thoughts. I would never put you in danger, Tessa. Never in my life have I been with any bitch unprotected.”

My shoulders sag in relief. “Okay,” I tell him. When I try to pull my body from his, he only tightens his hold.

“I’d never break your trust, baby. Never.” His lips brush against mine, ending the argument and putting my worries aside.

Hawk

I’m sitting in the cab of my truck. The air conditioning is blowing because the southern Californian weather doesn’t give a shit that it’s fall and it should be cooling off.

Last night was fucking incredible. Her pussy was the tightest I’ve ever felt, and that includes the night she gave me her virginity. Maybe, because I’ve spent my life fucking chick after chick, sex started to lose something, or perhaps it’s the control I thought I needed in the bedroom, but I know it’s the woman that was missing. There have been so many nameless, faceless woman who have had the privilege of riding my cock, and now I hate to admit it, but I know they’ve all gotten only a piece of me.

Last night…

The feel of her, the way she moaned my name, the way it felt when she clamped down on my dick. Fuck me, that’s the way it’s meant to be, and I know I haven’t been experiencing sex the way it’s expected to be.

Not until last night.

“Dyke,” he grunts into the phone.

“Any news?”

“Yeah. I gathered the names on the Diablos that were part of that shit with Tessa.”

“I want the names. I’m coming home in the next couple of days–”