Page 101 of Death

She nods, then her breath hitches. “It was…It was…”

“I know,” I whisper. I press a kiss to her temple, catching a tear with my lips. “Trust me, I know.”

As I hold her, echoes of pleasure still spasm through my body, and my heart is so full there’s isn’t space in it for anything else.

“It was perfect,” she finally gets the words out.

I pepper her face and neck with kisses while giving her time to process that I just took her virginity. I’m filled with awe as I realize I’m the only man who will ever be inside her.

I crush my mouth to hers and kiss her until we’re both breathless again.

When I pull back and move down into a kneeling position between her thighs, I pull out of her and look at the red tinge covering my cock.

“Your virginity looks good on me,mi amor.”

She lets out a burst of laughter, covering her face with her hands. I lean over her again, and pulling them away, I grin down at her.

“How did it feel to have my cock inside you?”

Her cheeks turn bright red, and I get way too much pleasure out of her reaction.

“It felt really good.”

I tilt my head and narrow my eyes at her while muttering, “Good.”

“Incredible,” she quickly rectifies, then she pouts. “It’s a little hard to think right now.”

A smile splits over my face. “Did I fuck you senseless?”

She lets out another burst of laughter, and pushing her body up against mine, she actually tries to wrestle me onto my back.

“Cute,” I chuckle before relenting and rolling over for her.

Ciara crawls onto my lap and rubs her hands up and down my chest. Then she scoots up, and feeling the mixture of our releases coating her pussy and inner thighs, it has me turning hard in a split second.

She gyrates her hips, pushing down on me, and my eyes almost roll into the back of my head. I grab hold of her hips, pulling her down harder on me as I thrust up.

“Can you handle me again so soon?” I ask, my voice gravelly with the relentless need she makes feel.

She rubs her clit over me while nodding. “Yes.” Then she leans forward and presses a kiss to my chest. “I want you inside me all night.”

“Don’t tempt me,” I warn her. “I’ll sleep buried inside you.”

Her head pops up, and seeing that she really likes that idea, I pat her hip. “Let’s get cleaned up so I can give you what you want.”

Ciara crawls off me, and I get up, following her sexy ass to the bathroom.

I grab a washcloth, and while I switch on the faucet and wait for the water to warm, I watch as Ciara tiptoes behind me, clearly needing the toilet.

Turning off the faucet, I walk back to the room, saying, “Let me know when you’re done.”

I pull the door shut, giving her privacy, and a minute later, I hear her call, “I’m done.”

When I walk in, she opens the faucet again and washes her hands. I quickly wet the washcloth and squeeze out the excess water before pausing to ask, “Will you be okay if I cleaned you, or is that a trigger for you?”

Her sky-blue eyes lift to mine, and with no hesitancy at all, she says, “You can do it.”

I move closer and place my free hand against her cheek before glancing down between us. Gently wiping the cloth over her, I say, “Thank you for trusting me,mi pequeño sol.”