Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“You’re so tight.” I gritted out the words between my teeth as I forced more of my cock past her tight folds. My cock hit her cervix when I was about nine inches in, so though she was tight she was deep. I wouldn’t risk going into her cervix this first time though, as tempting as it was; it would cause her too much pain, but soon.
“Give me your mouth.” She turned her lips up to me and I teased them with soft little nips until she opened up and let me in. I fed her my tongue, prolonging the kiss until she forgot about the pain between her thighs. I moaned into her mouth as I eased out of her slowly, before gliding slowly back in again. I held onto my control enough not to go too deep, not to hurt her any more than necessary.
I took her with the utmost care even though my body urged me to fuck her harder, deeper than I’d ever done with anyone before. Her soft cries of pleasure only made it harder for me to hold back, but I did, because I wouldn’t hurt her for the world. I felt the warmth of her blood on my cock and it gutted me that I had hurt her. There were two warring emotions hitting me both at once. Unbelievable pride that I was the first man to have her, and regret that I’d hurt her.
I pulled out before I came, staving off my orgasm because I couldn’t bear the pain in her eyes. I’d been riding her too long; she needed tending to. Just a few short hours ago I wanted to strangle her, now I only wanted to shower her with love. I wanted to keep her here, wrapped around me, our bodies joined in the most amazing pleasure I’d ever felt, and I plan to, all night. But first I must give her some relief.
19
Emily
My body felt like it had been split in two when I he slipped out of me. There was an empty feeling where before I was so full I thought I would burst. A quick look down between my thighs showed that he was still hard, and I felt disappointment that I hadn’t been able to make him cum. I knew enough about the deed to know that he was supposed to; if he enjoyed it. He caught my look and rushed to reassure me. “Don’t look so crestfallen baby, I stopped because you’re hurt. Come.”
He lifted me from the bed and walked into the en suite bathroom that was almost as big as the bedroom. I was about to ask him what he was doing when he sat me on the vanity seat and walked over to the tub and turned on the water. I watched in silence as he filled the tub before sprinkling some bath salts into the steamy water until a piney aroma filled the air. At least it wasn’t flowery so I knew it wasn’t some other woman’s.
I was finally feeling embarrassed as I sat there naked and that embarrassment only grew when I saw the splatter of blood on my thighs. I must’ve made a sound because he looked at me sharply and saw where my eyes were trained. “It’s okay baby, that’s normal. Come.” He held out his hand and I walked gingerly to his side, really feeling the effects of what he’d done to me with each step I took.
He picked me up in his arms holding me close to his chest and climbed into the tub. I hissed when the water hit my sore flesh as he sat with me on his lap. “It won’t last, I promise.” What, he’d done this before? For some reason that made me mad. I wasn’t mad when I knew that he’d been with other women, so why should I find fault with the thought of him having another virgin, or taking this much care with anyone else?
I tried to hide my displeasure I really did, but I guess I’m not good at it. “And how would you know?” His hand stopped short with the washcloth he’d soaped up on the way to wash between my thighs. I guess he’d caught that little bit of bite in my tone.
“I know because anyone with an ounce of sense would know. It stands to reason, women have been fucking for centuries, some of them even going so far as to enjoy it. I’m sure if they were in constant pain they wouldn’t like it so much.” I wouldn’t say his tone was sharp but it wasn’t sugary sweet either. I bit my tongue so as not to ask him if he’d ever done this before, given another woman a bath, and I refused to show any pleasure in the way he took care of me.