“Wait,” she says, sitting up slightly. “I want to... can I touch you first?”
I freeze with the condom halfway onto my cock. “Fuck yes.”
She sits up fully as I remove the condom and toss it somewhere on the floor. Her eyes are curious as she reaches out, wrapping her small hand around my length.
“Fuck,” I hiss through my teeth at the contact. I’ve had plenty of women, but seeing the look of awe on Frankie’s face as she carefully pumps my cock is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
“Show me,” she whispers, looking up at me through her lashes. “Show me what you like.”
My tongue sweeps out across my lips as I wrap my hand around hers, guiding her in long strokes up and down my shaft. “Like this,” I hum. “Twist a little at the top—” My eyes close when she obeys. “Yeah,” I nod rapidly, “just like that.”
She gains confidence with each stroke, her grip tightening slightly as she finds a rhythm. When her thumb swipes over the sensitive head, collecting the bead of precum, I nearly lose my goddamn mind.
“Fuck,” I groan, gently pushing her back onto the bed. “You gotta stop, baby, or I’m gonna cum all over your pretty face.”
Her pupils dilate and a grin spreads across my face. My baby likes the idea. Fuck yes.
Grabbing another condom from the drawer, I quickly roll it on, then position myself at her entrance. “This is gonna hurt,” I warn, my eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll go slow, but you need to tell me if it’s too much.”
She nods, her eyes lowering when I start to push inside her. The head of my cock stretches her open, and I inch inside her until I feel resistance—proof of her innocence.
“Relax, baby,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her softly. “Breathe.”
“It hurts,” she whimpers.
“I know, but you’re doing so good, baby. Taking my cock like a good girl.”
Her eyes soften at the praise, and she takes a deep breath, trying to relax her body beneath me.
“Eyes on me,” I growl.
Frankie lifts her gaze, her trusting eyes meeting mine.
Hating myself for what I’m about to do, I thrust my hips hard, pushing through the barrier until I bottom out.
She cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders, but she doesn’t ask me to move.
“So tight,” I groan into the crook of her neck, holding still and trying not to come like a fucking chump. “Fuck.”
I’m in so much fucking trouble. Just knowing I’m the first dick inside of her, the only man to feel her tight heat wrapped around his cock, I know I’m never letting her go.
“You’re mine,” I vow, my voice hard.
I hold still, giving her time to adjust to the feeling of being stretched around me. When her breathing steadies and the tension in her body eases, I begin to move—slow, shallow thrusts that have her gasping beneath me.
“That’s it,” I murmur, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. “You’re taking me so fucking good, baby.”
Her hands slide up my arms to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as her body responds to mine. The pain in her expression gives way to something else.
“Bane,” she breathes, her hips moving tentatively to meet mine.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I encourage, picking up the pace. “Move with me, baby.”
She finds my rhythm, her body meeting mine with every thrust. The sight of Frankie flushed and panting beneath me as she takes my cock is almost enough to push me over the edge.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I groan, driving deeper, harder.
Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t pull away. Not my girl. She wraps her strong legs around my waist, drawing me in deeper and taking everything I give her.
