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He gently lowers me to the bed, eyes trailing over every inch of my skin with awe. He grabs a condom from the nightstand, ripping the wrapper open with his teeth, rolling it on. “You sure about this?” he asks, studying me with raw desire.

I nod, unable to speak. I’m not scared. This is Nix, this is me. This is us. I’m not scared, but at the same time, I am. Because this is important. This is the last piece of myself I could give him. And what he does with me afterward would determine our relationship forever. He strokes me one last time before slowly putting his tip in. It burns, causing me to wince. He caresses my face, kissing my lips.

“Shh, I got you,” he whispers. He pushes in a little farther. And then a little more.

“Just do it,” I whisper into his lips.

He contemplates, looking between my eyes before he thrusts all the way in. Shredding my innocence in one go. I cry out as hot, fresh pain erupts inside of me. Tears slide down my cheeks and he swipes them away, kissing my forehead. “I’m sorry,” he says, his voices rough. “Are you okay?”

I nod, feeling myself adjust to his size. He slowly begins moving inside of me as the pain fades to pleasure. I shift up on my elbows to get closer to him, my back arched as he wraps an arm around my waist, lowering his mouth to my hard, erect nipples. He licks around them, sucking on one before switching to the other. My body is moving with his. Chasing the feeling of our bodies being connected. “Fuck, ma fille, you feel so amazing.”

I moan, throwing my head back, and he attacks my neck. The bites add to the pleasure and pain, and I knew I’d need a scarf to cover his marks. He starts cursing and I push him up. He is confused until I fall to my knees before him. His eyes darken as he pulls the condom off, burying his dick in my mouth. I suck, loving the taste of him and the feel of his velvet shaft. He pumps four times, head falling back in a groan, releasing inside my mouth. I swallow, a little trickling down my chin. He pulls me up, using his thumb to wipe his cum off my chin and rubbing it across my lips before crashing his down on mine. He growls, and I moan.

The whole act is so erotic. So dirty. He pulls me behind him in the bathroom. I wince with every step I take. He starts a hot bath, dumping oils inside before returning to his room. I sink in the huge bathtub. Wincing from the heat making contact with my swollen pussy. It stings. He walks back in five minutes later, stepping in behind me and pulling my back to his chest. His arms wrap around my torso as he plants a kiss to my head.

“I—” I begin, but he cuts me off.

“Fuck no.” My heart sinks. He grips my chin, directing me to face him. “I get to say it first. I love you, Monroe Elizabeth Davenport.” He kisses my lips as I smile into it. “I loved you first,” he whispers.

He bathes me, before drying me off. “I’m not helpless,” I whine.

“Shut up and let me take care of you.” He sounds annoyed but he’s smiling. He puts one of his shirts over my head, pulling my arms through the holes like I’m a toddler. I frown at him for the treatment, but inside I’m melting. He kisses my nose, taking me in his arms and carrying me to his fresh bed. Not even allowing me to be embarrassed that I bled. He holds me tight as my mind drifts.

What will happen when we have to go back to reality? I didn’t want to think about it so instead, I focus on the fact that I am in his arms. The only place I ever wanted to be.

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