Mafia stuff, no doubt –
But I had to admit, the fact that he hadn’t been with anybody in such a long time…
It made it feel a lot more special to me.
And I believed him, one hundred percent.
Fuuuuck…
I didn’t like condoms. I hated them, actually.
And I really,reallywanted to feel him inside me with nothing between us.
He’d saved me from a stalker. I could trust him. IknewI could trust him.
“Just the tip?” I whispered.
He nodded. “Just the tip.”
I paused, trying to resist…
But my hunger to feel him got the best of me.
I relaxed my legs and opened them to him.
He smiled, braced himself on one arm –DAMN,it was sexy to see his huge muscles flex! – and guided his cock between my legs.
I felt something hot and slick press against my pussy, and I moaned with pleasure.
I was so wet that he slid between my lips with no resistance –
And before I knew it, his head was inside me.
Oh shit –
THAT’S BIG!
“Oh my god!” I gasped. “Go slow!”
“That’s it,” he reassured me. “That’s as far as I’m going.”
He smiled down at me, staying completely still, as I felt his big, swollen head inside me.
I stared at him as I forced myself to breathe.
It was intense.
Not as intense as the emotions I felt as I stared into his eyes, though.
Desire, lust, and craving –
But also safety.
Comfort.
Trust.
He leaned down and kissed me softly…
