“Climb onto the bed, naughty girl.”
I rise and obey him, coming to my knees again on the mattress.“Is it a thing that I need to be on my back?”
He cups my face and kisses me.“No.Never.Not even this first time.In fact, if you really want to control your first experience, I can lie onmyback, and you can take your time easing onto me.”
I flatten my hands on his chest and think about what he just said.“I don’t know if I want to control it.That seems like a lot of pressure.”
He kisses me again, this time lingering, so I’m panting by the time he pulls back.“We’ll have sex in every imaginable position over the course of our lives, sweetheart.How about you lie back and spread your pretty legs open this time?”
I’m kind of relieved that he’s taken the decision out of my hands.When I stretch out in the middle of the bed and open my legs, he lets his gaze slide languidly up and down my body.Over and over until I’m trembling from the intensity.
“Myles…”
“Give me a minute, sweetheart.I want to savor this.Memorize it.”He strokes his cock from base to tip gently.
I watch him, mesmerized.I’m growing more aroused by the second from nothing but his gaze.
Finally, he sets a knee on the bed and climbs between my legs.
I’m surprised when he lowers his body over mine and threads his fingers in my hair, dislodging the updo I’ve had it in all day.His shaft is lined up with my entrance.It’s nudging me as if it knows what to do without any guidance.
I thought he would need to use his hand, but apparently not.His cock knows where it wants to be on its own.Is it always like this?
“Take a breath, sweetheart.Try to relax.”
I inhale slowly, but relaxing isn’t in the cards.“Please, Myles.Stop stalling.Fuck me.”
He thrusts into me almost before the words are out of my mouth.
The breath whooshes from my lungs.My vision blurs.It’s too much.Way too much.Too tight.Too full.It hurts.
My lips tremble as I try not to cry out.Tears form in the corners of my eyes.
“Breathe, sweetheart,” he orders.“Look at me.”
I shake my head and squeeze my eyes closed.“Too tight.”
“I know, sweetheart.It will get better.I promise.Try to relax your cunt.”
I can’t.I can’t.I can’t.
“Madison…” His voice is filled with authority.“Eyes on mine.”
I clench my jaw as I try to focus on him.
“Good girl.”His thumbs stroke my cheeks.“Inhale.”
I manage to obey that command, too.Soon, the pain eases.
“That’s my girl.Again.”
I blow the air out of my lungs and draw it in again.
“Better?”
I nod.
He kisses me with such tenderness that my heart melts and my pussy relaxes around his enormous girth.Setting his forehead against mine, he says, “I’m sorry.I didn’t want to hurt you.It was probably stupid of me to think I could have spared you even if I stretched your cunt for weeks.It was inevitably going to hurt the first time.I promise it won’t be like this again.”
