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AIDAN ONLY MEANT TOtease Serafina into thinking he was going to fuck her hard and rough for her first time. Even though they had never talked about it, he had known from the start she was a virgin, and he had always intended to be gentle and tender for her first time.
That had always been the plan, but all thoughts of playing the caring lover went out the fucking window the moment he saw Serafina bite her lip like she was trying to keep herself silent and still. She was still visibly worried about his size. Maybe even a little frightened. But despite all those things—-
He could see now that she was also excited and eager, her wonderful gray eyes unconsciously begging him to be what he thought an innocent like her wouldn't be able to handle.
Fuck me like you promised. Fuck me like you're up to no good. Fuck me hard and rough.
White-hot lust surged through his veins, and Aidan groaned.
Gentle? Caring? Tender?
Fuck that.
His gaze captured hers, and it was as if she had been born with the knowledge to tempt and torment him, with her pink tongue slowly darting out to wet her lips—-
Fuuuuuck.
Aidan braced his hands on the bed and kept his gaze pinned fiercely on her face as he buried his cock balls-deep inside of her in one swift hard thrust. And God, the way she had reacted: the way her breath caught and her lips parted as she cried out, the way her soft, slender body had shuddered against him and her nails dug deep into the panes of his back...he would treasure every fucking thing about it, but what Aidan knew he would never ever forget was how her gray eyes never wavered from him as he claimed her virginity—-
She had kept on looking at him even as his cock tore through her hymen with an intense flash of pain, and in her eyes...
He had finally seen his own feelings reflected back in her gaze.
She was now his, in the way he had known he was hers from the very start.
And this time, she wasn't just taking a chance on them.
This time, her eyes told him she would be with him for better or worse—-
And it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.
The fucking hottest, dammit.
To the point that Aidan completely lost his mind, his every sense of rationality abandoning him until all that was left was the basest part of him.
And this part of him...
It only knew one thing, and that was to fuck Serafina.
It knew nothing else but that, nothing else mattered but that, and nothing he wanted to do but that.
I just want to fuck her.
And now it really was happening—-
I want to keep fucking her.
Because he could not remember feeling this fucking good.
I don't want to stop fucking her.
He wanted to keep ravaging her mouth with his. Wanted to keep squeezing the cheeks of her ass while his hips pumped furiously against her, his cock pounding her sex over and over—-
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He was fucking her like he promised. Fucking her like she begged him to. He was fucking her hard and rough—-
And I can't fucking stop.
That had always been the plan, but all thoughts of playing the caring lover went out the fucking window the moment he saw Serafina bite her lip like she was trying to keep herself silent and still. She was still visibly worried about his size. Maybe even a little frightened. But despite all those things—-
He could see now that she was also excited and eager, her wonderful gray eyes unconsciously begging him to be what he thought an innocent like her wouldn't be able to handle.
Fuck me like you promised. Fuck me like you're up to no good. Fuck me hard and rough.
White-hot lust surged through his veins, and Aidan groaned.
Gentle? Caring? Tender?
Fuck that.
His gaze captured hers, and it was as if she had been born with the knowledge to tempt and torment him, with her pink tongue slowly darting out to wet her lips—-
Fuuuuuck.
Aidan braced his hands on the bed and kept his gaze pinned fiercely on her face as he buried his cock balls-deep inside of her in one swift hard thrust. And God, the way she had reacted: the way her breath caught and her lips parted as she cried out, the way her soft, slender body had shuddered against him and her nails dug deep into the panes of his back...he would treasure every fucking thing about it, but what Aidan knew he would never ever forget was how her gray eyes never wavered from him as he claimed her virginity—-
She had kept on looking at him even as his cock tore through her hymen with an intense flash of pain, and in her eyes...
He had finally seen his own feelings reflected back in her gaze.
She was now his, in the way he had known he was hers from the very start.
And this time, she wasn't just taking a chance on them.
This time, her eyes told him she would be with him for better or worse—-
And it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.
The fucking hottest, dammit.
To the point that Aidan completely lost his mind, his every sense of rationality abandoning him until all that was left was the basest part of him.
And this part of him...
It only knew one thing, and that was to fuck Serafina.
It knew nothing else but that, nothing else mattered but that, and nothing he wanted to do but that.
I just want to fuck her.
And now it really was happening—-
I want to keep fucking her.
Because he could not remember feeling this fucking good.
I don't want to stop fucking her.
He wanted to keep ravaging her mouth with his. Wanted to keep squeezing the cheeks of her ass while his hips pumped furiously against her, his cock pounding her sex over and over—-
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He was fucking her like he promised. Fucking her like she begged him to. He was fucking her hard and rough—-
And I can't fucking stop.
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