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Impassioned, I lowered my determined lips before my over-eager tongue snaked out to taste her puckered rosebud nipple.

“Reiss!” she groaned, feeling heady at the sensations my ministrations were producing on her breasts.

As much as I wanted to get to the finish line, I knew I had to take my time in getting her aroused. I needed her in a state of no return so she’d beg me to take her. All of her.

Watching her through lust-filled eyes, I continued my journey of discovering her sensitive areas, kissing my way down to her navel as my hands never parted from her breasts. Once I reached the stretchy band of her nylon shorts, the tip of my nose caressed the area where her womb was located before lowering towards her pussy.

Her legs immediately parted as I buried my nose in her heat and inhaled the scent that soaked her shorts. The potent smell of her pussy provoked the animal in me. She was so wet and ready it drove me a little mad, too maddening perhaps. I became entirely too hasty at lowering her shorts down to her ankles before driving my mouth into her heat without stopping to check if she was okay with it.

With the use of my tongue, I parted her pussy lips, my tongue taking a long sweep of her hot cunt, tasting her sweet essence. Lips, tongue, and fingers all became my instruments to take her to orgasm, rocking her wet core against my mouth, driving her desire as it took her for a wild experience.

Ava was still coming down from her orgasm high when I kissed her deeply as my hands busied themselves discarding my trousers and boxer briefs. Once my cock sprung free from clothing suffocation, I situated myself between her thighs. My hips rocked as I slid in against her silky skin while I kissed her more hungrily compared to the last time. She responded in the same manner—fervent and seeming out of control.

My cock reached its destination, nestling against the silky wetness of her cunt, sliding against its heat. I began losing myself into the frenzied sensation.

“You feel incredible…just fucking perfect.”

Her moans became my calling as my hips ground deeper into her, demanding her legs to part farther.

“I’m dying to be inside you, Ava.” My plea came out in a rush.

“Reiss …” she gasped, contemplating, “what are you doing to me?”

“I have to be inside you—this instant.”

“I can’t—not yet.” She took her hands off me, giving us a small breathing space before she sought my eyes with a distinct look I didn’t get to see often in the female population.

Did I do something wrong to make her hesitate? I wasn’t quite sure. Besides, she was the one who had instigated sexual advances, so it couldn’t be because she didn’t want me.

“Please, I beg of you,” I said as I pulled her back for a kiss, one she easily parted her lips for.

In between our kisses, she sighed before saying, “I’m a virgin.”

I paused before I looked at her, as if I was seeing her for the first time. How could one be so sexually aggressive and at the same time not have experienced it fully?

“Tell me that this is your poor attempt at twisted humor.”

She shook her head, not denying what she had previously stated. “I’m sorry I didn’t warn you beforehand.”

Flabbergasted, it took me awhile to recover from her revelation. “It’s fine,” I tried to reassure her, hoping I could reassure myself, as well.

“Let me stroke you. I don’t want to make it seem like I’m being selfish,” she offered with an apologetic smile. She truly did seem like she was sorry about not warning me in the beginning.

But even though I was about to crack from frustration, I somehow found myself kissing her softly before I kissed her forehead. “Shhh, don’t look so sad. I’ll be okay as long as you are fine.”

“Seriously, let me help you, Reiss.”

She was adamant, and at this point, I didn’t want to keep teasing myself without seeing relief in a way that I had wanted. Besides, I was willing to wait if the outcome was the same.

“How about we do something else? We can watch a movie and cuddle in your bed …”

She raised her brow, glancing at me skeptically. “If you swear you won’t hold this against me, then yes, I’d love to watch a movie.”

God she was adorable as well as sexy. Perfect, she truly was.

“I swear I won’t hold this Blue Ball Syndrome against you, Ava.” I smirked as I plucked her bare bottom up and hauled it over my shoulders before I threw her on her fluffy, lavender-colored bed and tackled her lips one more time.

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