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  “If you let me be your first, I’m going to be your last. I won’t be able to let you go, kitten. Think long and hard about what you’re about to get yourself into.”

  “I have,” she said surely. “I’ve been thinking about it the entire time I’ve been here.”

  So had I. In fact, I thought of almost nothing else since her arrival. But there was still something inside me that doubted her words. It wouldn’t be the first time I took someone at face value and ended up disappointed. I needed something—proof of some kind.

  I started moving as soon as the idea hit me. I pulled her into a standing position and took her spot on the bed, leaning back against the pillows. Ivy had a hesitant smile on her lips, unsure of what was going on.

  “You’re serious about this?” I asked as I cupped my dick through my jeans. She nodded mutely and I grunted. “Prove it.”

  “H-How do I do that?”

  “Take off your clothes,” I said in a low voice, smirking when she shivered. “Everything but the panties. Show me how much you want it.”

  Nine

  Ivy

  There was a challenge in his voice and I think that was what got to me the most. Well, that and the way his hooded eyes watched me as he stroked himself through his jeans.

  That was hot as fuck.

  Still, I couldn’t stop myself from being nervous. It was the first time I undressed in front of a man, though I supposed I had worn a bikini in public before, which was kind of close. With that in mind, I pulled my shirt over my head and unfastened my skirt, letting both drop to the floor with an unceremonious plop.

  The easy part was over. Jacob raised his eyebrows expectantly, his gaze focused on my chest. I put my arms behind me, wavering for a moment before the heated look in his eyes made me brave enough to pop the clasp. I allowed the fabric to fall off, but immediately shielded myself from his vision out of embarrassment.

  Jacob hissed and sat forward to touch my side. He guided me to him and shook his head when he reached for my arms and I instinctively jerked away. He fixed me with a stern look that made me wince.

  “You asked for this,” he reminded me gently as he tugged my arms away from my breasts. “Show me.”

  “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous.”

  “I know. Come here. Get on the bed.”

  I laid down, licking my lips as he watched with rapt attention. As soon as I was prone, he sat on his knees between my spread legs and cupped my breasts with his enormous hands. He brushed his thumbs across my nipples, making me gasp while he groaned low in his throat.

  “Perfect,” he declared before leaning in to press a kiss to my lips. “You’re perfect, Ivy.”

  I think he was trying to ease my nerves and it totally worked. He let out a pleased hum when he felt me relax beneath him and leaned down to start kissing my chest over and over. The sensations were nice, but what felt really good was when he sucked a nipple between his lips and rolled it between his teeth. I grabbed at his hair and moaned, barely registering the sound of his low chuckle.

  “Easy,” he chided as he detangled my hands so he could switch to the other side. He paid both breasts equal attention for what felt like hours before his lips began to trail down my stomach. When he made it to the spot where my underwear rested, he murmured, “Such a pretty thing.”

  His eyes traveled up my body until they rested on my flushed face. I sucked in a sharp breath when his large finger slid beneath the elastic band of my panties, but he immediately removed it. He repeated the action again and again, going further with every swipe. When I finally felt the rough pad of his finger touch my slit and stroke all the way up, my eyes rolled back and I moaned loudly. Jacob let out a low whistle when he felt how wet I was and chuckled.

  “Damn, girl. This all for me?”

  “Yes, yes, yes!” I chanted as he gently nudged my clit.

  “Feels like you want to get fucked. That what you want?” I nodded and he shook his head. “Say it.”

  “I-I want to get fucked.”

  Jacob tore the fabric and slung my ruined underwear behind him, ignoring my gasp of surprise in favor of spreading my thighs with his huge hands.

  “God damn, look at that pretty pussy,” he murmured. I instinctively tried to close my legs from his scrutiny, but I couldn’t do it. The grip he had on my thighs was too strong. He glanced up, fixing me with a harsh look as he asked, “Why are you trying to hide from me?”

  “I-I’m not, I’m just… embarrassed,” I explained. God, my cheeks were on fire. “No one’s ever… you know.”

  “No reason to be embarrassed, kitten. Spread ‘em.” I took a shuddering breath and let my legs fall open, a spike of pleasure shooting through me at his pleased hum. “Good girl. Like I said, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve got the prettiest little pussy I’ve ever seen. Wonder if it tastes as good as it looks.”

  Now that was embarrassing. I started to sit up and close my legs at the same time, but Jacob’s hands had my upper thighs in a vise, keeping them open as he dipped his head down and licked a broad stripe up my slit.

  “Oh, God,” I moaned, unable to stop myself from falling back on the pillow as he flicked the tip of his tongue repeatedly against my clitoris. When he started twirling it in quick circles, I cried out and felt him chuckle against me.

  Even though I was ridiculously turned on, it startled me when I felt one of his massive fingers playing around my entrance. I thought I was ready for it, but I still winced when he slid it in to the first knuckle. He must have sensed my discomfort because the lapping stopped and he switched to softly kissing my thighs.

  “Relax, kitten. I got you.”

  Jacob waited for my walls to unclench before slipping out and returning with two fingers. I whimpered in pain and he looked up at me with sympathy.

  “It’ll pass.”

  “Promise?”

  “I promise. I’ll make it so good you’ll forget there was ever any pain to begin with. You just gotta relax and let me get you ready.”

  “Ready?” I asked dumbly. “Ready for what?”

  Even though I was a little sore from his fingers, I didn’t know if it was possible for me to get any wetter than I was.

  “Ready to take my cock, kitten,” he answered, pushing himself up on his knees and reaching for his belt. “I don’t wanna scare you, but I’m a big guy all around. My dick is no exception.”

  He unzipped his jeans after the belt was gone and reached in. A moment later, my jaw went slack as he freed himself.

  Holy. Fuck.

  “There’s no way that’ll fit,” I said in horror, sliding back to close my legs. “I-I can’t—”

  My sentence cut off when he wrapped his fist around himself, stroking slowly as he crawled up the bed after me. Despite my fear, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of the leaking tip.

  “You can take it,” his deep voice rumbled from above. “It’ll fit you perfectly. You were made for this—made for me. You’re gonna take my cock so well I’ll never get hard for anyone else. Only for you.”

  My mouth went dry. His words had the effect he likely wanted—I felt my panic begin to dissipate and my pussy clenched like it was searching for him inside me. Not for the first time, I swore that his deep voice was magical.

  “How do I get ready for it?”

  His hand paused as he thought it over. After a bit, he urged me to lay back while he took off the rest of his clothes. Once he rejoined me on the bed, he must have noticed the panic in my expression because he held himself above me and shook his head.

  “It’s okay. I’m not going to fuck you yet. It’ll go in easier if I get it wet first, you understand? Let me get it slick.”

  He placed his length against my slit and gently rocked his hips. I gasped when the tip touched my clit and he ground his teeth together, a low groan rumbling in his chest. He kept his movements slow and deliberate, careful not to let himself slip into me.

  “Normally I’d have you suck it,”
he said breathlessly as he continued the hypnotic roll of his hips. One arm balanced himself on the bed while the other reached up to frame my face. He stroked my jaw a few times with the pad of his thumb until he pressed it against my lips, seeking entrance. I parted them, sucking on the digit. “Yeah—just like that. I’d put my cock between these soft lips of yours and make you get it nice and wet for me.”

  I swirled my tongue around his thumb, smiling a little when his eyes closed and he groaned.

  “Careful now. There’s a reason we’re not doing it that way.”

  “Because you’re so big?”

  “Mm-hm. You couldn’t take enough in your mouth yet.”

  “I could… I could lick it, couldn’t I?”

  Jacob froze, staring into my eyes and searching for any sign that I was joking. With a breathless chuckle, he pulled himself away and flopped back on the bed beside me, making a sweeping gesture toward his cock.

  “By all means. Just mind the teeth.”

  I sat up on my knees, laughing nervously as I tucked my hair behind my ears. I started to lean down, trying and failing to hold my hair back.

  “I got it,” Jacob said, weaving his fingers through my hair and twisting the length around one fist. “Better?” When I gave him as much of a nod as I could manage, he started tugging me down toward his hard length. “Good. Stick your tongue out.”

  I did as he instructed, letting out a soft moan when he dragged me by the hair over his cock from base to tip. I swirled my tongue around the head just like I did with his thumb and the sound of his pleasured moan was enough to make me shudder. I did it again and again, humming happily when I tasted the little bead of liquid that had formed.

  “Go on, girl,” his rough, breathless voice said above me. “Lick the shaft—get it nice and wet. Need to take you soon.”

  I nodded and started bobbing my head around, sliding my tongue all over his huge cock. The strong muscles of his thighs tensed and released under my hands as he fought himself for control.

  It only lasted a few short minutes before he was tugging at my hair as he rumbled, “Enough. It’s time. Come here.”

  I crawled up his body, yelping when he flipped us over so I was on my back. He hovered above me on his knees, spreading me open and looking down with a low growl. His thumb found my clit, rubbing slow little circles as his other hand positioned his massive head at my entrance.

  “Relax, Ivy,” he whispered, taking his hand from his cock to pin my thigh down when it tried to close out of habit. “Keep these legs spread and just focus on the way everything feels.”

  As he spoke, he sped up the circles his thumb was making on my clitoris and my hips bucked on their own accord. He let out a surprised grunt as the head slipped inside, pressing his free hand on my stomach to hold me down.

  “Be still for me.”

  “I-I’m trying,” I gasped as a fire started to build in my thighs. “I can’t!”

  He knew exactly how to touch me to set my entire body aflame. My hips jerked again under his ministrations and he growled and stopped. I whimpered helplessly as he pulled back completely.

  “Since you can’t stop squirming, we’re gonna have to do this a little differently.”

  Before I could ask for clarification, he grabbed my ankles and raised them in the air, holding them together with one massive hand and pushing them back toward my head. Panic started to rise again as I felt the velvety touch of his cock grazing my exposed ass.

  “It’s okay, kitten. I’ve got you.”

  The hand that wasn’t holding my ankles slipped between my folds and resumed the maddening little circles that made me squirm. But this time, with me folded in half and Jacob leaning over me, I had no room to wriggle. The head of his cock found my entrance as he kept me immobile with his massive frame.

  “This will keep you nice and still,” he panted as he started feeding his length into me. “Yeah. You were just begging to be pinned down by my cock, weren’t ya?”

  With a great roll of his hips, he pushed several inches inside me. I cried out, tears forming in my eyes from the pain. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected, but it felt so much bigger than it looked, which was quite a feat.

  He sped up the attention on my clit as he worked to get the rest in. When he was almost bottomed out, he let go of my ankles and spread them to rest on his shoulders, ordering me to keep them there until he moved them. A small amount of the pressure released, making it feel less invasive when he finally thrust the last bit of his enormous cock into me.

  “There we go,” he murmured breathlessly, gazing down at me with adoration. “My tight little girl. You took every inch, just like I knew you would. How’s it feel?”

  “Huge.”

  Jacob frowned. “Are you hurting?”

  “Not really. It’s a little uncomfortable, but it feels good.”

  He held my eyes, managing to look stern even as his chest rose and fell rapidly.

  “Promise that you’ll say something if I hurt you. Promise that you’ll tell me to stop and not just lay there and take it.”

  “I promise.”

  “Good girl. I couldn’t stand it if I hurt you.” He pulled out and waited with just the tip inside, gazing down at me with a raised brow as he asked, “You ready?”

  “I’m ready.”

  He thrust into me and I screamed.

  Ten

  Jacob

  “Damn, girl,” I panted between thrusts. “You’re loud as fuck. You sure I’m not hurting you?”

  “Don’t stop, please!” she screamed, digging her nails into my back and making me hiss. “Oh my God, Jacob. Faster, faster!”

  Fucking hell. Her first time out and she was taking it like a fucking champ. Not just my length and girth, but the brutal pace I couldn’t seem to stop. Something primal was driving me, making me want to fuck her hard enough to mark her permanently.

  If there was any doubt in my mind that she was made for me, it stopped when she took everything I had to give and screamed for more. Every time I pulled out, it felt like she was sucking me back in and the sensation made my eyes roll back into my skull. To top it off, she kept making that little squealing sound that made my cock throb. I groaned as I fought the urge to finish.

  Thankfully, I got Ivy pretty close before we even started. She cried my name when the first orgasm finally hit and her sharp nails dug into my back.

  I liked that.

  What I liked even more was the way she squeezed the ever-loving fuck out of my cock as she came. Ivy writhed and moaned beneath me, and despite how much I wanted to savor and cherish the sounds she was making, I was too busy trying to stop myself from blowing my load to give her my full attention.

  Screw it. There’d be plenty of time later to eat her out until she screamed and I’d watch her come until I got my fill. There was a much more pressing matter to deal with at the moment, namely the intense pressure building at the base of my spine.

  The wet suction sound of my cock pulling in and out of her was about to drive me fucking mad. Distantly, I was aware that I was leaning over her, whispering all sorts of filth into her ear as I pounded into her pussy. Whatever was flying out of my mouth was making her moan, making her legs clench around my hips.

  “I-It’s too much. I can’t—I can’t,” she moaned brokenly into my ear.

  “Yes, you can,” I heard myself say in return. Fuck, I barely recognized the sound of my own voice. I still had a hand between us, working her clitoris with rough strokes as I commanded, “Come again for me. Milk my cock.”

  Ivy followed the order beautifully, letting out an almost pained sounding noise as her body shook. I made an embarrassing sound myself as I realized I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. It’d been too long and she felt too damn good. She felt too much like mine.

  Too much, too much, too much.

  The words echoed in my head and out of her lips as I slammed into her one last time and stilled. I knew I wouldn’t be able to choke back the sound,
so I craned my neck and roared toward the ceiling as I released into her in powerful, unending waves.

  The sound coming from my throat died off before my climax did and I buried my face beside her head, biting her neck roughly while my hips jerked erratically in an attempt to get everything I could into her. When she whimpered in what sounded like pain, I relented and released her throat. I sucked in large gulps of air, convinced that the scent of her hair and skin would forever feel like home to me.

  As soon as I felt a little steadier, I pushed myself up on my elbows and cradled her face in my hands.

  “You okay?”

  “I’m great,” she said with a relaxed smile. “Are you okay?”

  She must have been referring to the fact that I couldn’t catch my breath. I nodded and tried to focus on calming myself down, chuckling breathlessly as I rolled off to give her some space to breathe as well.

  Of course, the movement dragged my softening cock from her body and we both let out light groans at the feeling. As I laid on my back and Ivy cuddled up beside me, I closed my eyes and pictured the mess that must have been seeping out from between her legs.

  A reckless decision, but I couldn’t lie and say I regretted it. I knew I should have at least asked Ivy if she was on the pill before things got so out of control, but judging by the way she was grinning against my bicep, I didn’t think she cared much. Thank God.

  “Wow. I didn’t think it’d be so… wow. Is it always like that?”

  “No.”

  Ivy frowned. “No?”

  “Can’t speak for everyone, but it’s never been like that for me.” I turned my head to look at her, smiling at her confused look. “It’s never been that good for me. That a better way of saying it?”

  She smiled in response and we laid together enjoying the quiet. I closed my eyes again, stroking her hair with the hand I had cradling her head. She was so much smaller than I was, but she fit against me perfectly. We were two pieces of the same puzzle, that much I was sure of.