Although I didn’t want to be reminded of the other vaginas he’d had his mouth on, I did feel a burst of warmth, knowing he liked it.He’d called it addictive.
His tongue slid from the top down, almost touching my still-aching bud.
“Fuck, I need inside you,” he said in a desperate tone, and instantly, he was on top of me.
One arm beside my head, he held himself over me.I stared up at him, wanting more.To get as close to him as I possibly could, but the reminder that I was a virgin and he had a monster-sized penis was hindering that high.
The head pressed at my opening, and my entire body tensed up.The fear of pain now rearing its ugly head.Not just any pain, but the thought that he might actually damage me if he tried to get it inside.I was pretty sure mine was smaller than most due to the tampon thing.
When the first stretch came as he pressed it inside just slightly, I cried out, grabbing his arms, my nails biting into his biceps.
His entire body stilled, and I could feel his eyes on me even with mine closed.I was ruining the best night of my life.Because I had saved myself for a man who didn’t want me.
Slowly, I opened my eyes to face this.
The veins on Forge’s neck stood out, and his jaw was clenched tight.As if he was in pain.
“You won’t …” I started, then winced.God, why did this have to be this way?WHY?!The one time I felt like this about a guy, and this happened.“You won’t fit.”
His eyes narrowed.“I could tell you were tight when I buried my tongue inside you,” he said gruffly.“But this …”
When he didn’t say more, I knew I had to be honest.As humiliating as it was.
I looked to the side, stared at the wall and blurted the awful truth, “I’m a virgin.”
He blew out a breath.“How the fuck?”
I wanted to laugh.Not from humor, but my own stupidity.I’d thought this was a moment I wanted with Calvin.Little had I known that this man would walk into my life and change everything.
Forge grabbed my chin between his finger and thumb and turned my head so that I had to meet his gaze.“How, Elsie?You’re gorgeous, smart, fun to be around, and your tits are porn-worthy.How has no man …” He paused, and his nostrils flared.
“They’ve tried,” I said, feeling my cheeks burn.“I just … I wasn’t ready.It wasn’t the one.”
“The one?”he asked as his brows drew together.
I nodded.“I wanted it to be right.I didn’t … it was silly.”Closing my eyes, I sighed.
I’d ruined it all.How was I going to get over this?
Forge’s thumb brushed my bottom lip, but I didn’t open my eyes.Looking at him right now was too much.Tears were threatening to fall, and I didn’t trust myself.
His warm breath heated my cheek, and my eyes flew open.
“It would fit,” he said against my ear.“But I’m not the one, and I don’t want to do anything to you that you’ll regret.”He shifted, and the hard length lying against me was no longer probing to get inside.“I’ll make you feel good again and coat my cock with your sweet scent so I can go to bed, smelling you under my sheets.”
I shivered, my body once again stirring to life.He had a way with words.
He pressed down and slid between the slickness of my folds.Oh.Oh, that was nice.I watched as the muscles on his arm bulged and moved with him as he held himself over me.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he said as he slowly moved.“I could eat your,” he paused and winked.“innocent pussy again.Let you come all over my tongue.”
Oh God.No.Yes.I mean, I wanted that again, but this was more intimate.He was close to me.Our bodies molded together.His hard pecs brushing against my nipples.
“This,” I breathed.“I like this.”
He buried his head in the crook of my shoulder and inhaled as he rocked harder against me.“Sweet virgin cunt, gushing all over my cock,” he breathed.“Wanting to be fucked but too damn precious.”
Holy crap.I grabbed on to his arms.The flex beneath my touch.The scent of spice, leather.Forge was filling my senses.I had never been this close to anyone.Not like this.I didn’t want it to stop.With him here, encasing my body with his, the pain and horror that haunted me, was far away.Locked up where it couldn’t reach me.Right now, it was just the pleasure, the safety of him.
