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“Love the way you taste, Dahlia,” he muttered before his mouth covered me.

All the force he’d used on my nipples was transferred to my pussy as he licked, bit, and sucked. He gripped my hips, using his hold to pull me as tight against his mouth as he could. I had the vague thought that I hoped he could still breathe, but I wasn’t about to move away to check. Instead, my feet went flat on the mattress and my hips rocked.

I was close again, the tension in my belly almost painful. Theo’s mouth latched onto my clit, his teeth biting as his tongue flicked quickly back and forth.

“Oh hell, more. More. Oh, God, I… Close,” I rambled, my mind racing.

Theo slowed, his movements turning to light teasing as the orgasm I was chasing disappeared. His large hand spanned my pelvis, his thumb resting on my clit. As his tongue became more focused and intense as he licked me, his thumb rubbed up and down with more pressure than ever. Within minutes, tremors ran through my legs and my mind was going beautifully blank.

Thoughts slammed back into me when, to my rage inducing frustration, Theo stopped and sat back on his calves.

My breathing was heavy as I glared at him, bringing my knees together in a vain attempt to have the pressure back. “What’re you doing?”

His lips curled up on one side in a smirk, his hooded eyes slowly traveling down my body. “I’ve been thinking about this for months, gattina.Months. Right now, I’m trying my fucking hardest not to rush.” When my knees dropped to the side, my legs falling open, his eyes darkened. “Never mind,” he growled.

Lowering his body over mine, his back arched, his hard cock pushing against me. He held himself up with his palms near my shoulders and looked down at me, his eyes searching.

I should’ve been nervous. Or, at the very least, more introspective about it all. I was a virgin; the first time was supposed to be a big deal. Maybe if it’d been with someone else, I would’ve had second thoughts or doubts.

With Theo, though, it wasn’t about finally having sex. It was about finally having sex withhim.

“There are condoms in the side drawer.” I pointed to the side.

His eyes widened, glancing over to the nightstand before returning to me.

“I’m not on the pill yet,” I said. “Hard to squeeze in an appointment with my work schedule. After last time you were over, I wanted to be prepared.”

“Prepared,” he echoed, still not moving.

I nodded.

This time when his mouth took mine, his kiss was brutal. The length of his cock moved through my wetness, and the first bit of unease hit.

He wasbig.

Logically, I knew he’d fit. But feeling his full, thick length pressed against me, I couldn’t help but wonderhow.

I was looking forward to finding out.

“Condom,” I said again between kisses.

He reached up and opened the drawer, keeping his lips connected with mine. A loud rattling noise filled the room, startling me.

Realizing what it was, my cheeks burned.

Theo pulled my rabbit vibrator out of the drawer, his lips tipped up in amusement even as his cock jerked against me. “We’ll return to this soon,” he rumbled. Putting it back inside the drawer, he grabbed the large box of condoms. “Big plans?”

I nodded before admitting, “And they were on sale. Plus, employee discount.”

He opened the box and pulled one out. Holding it in his hand, he gripped my hips again and thrust a few times so his cock moved between my pussy lips. Reluctantly, Theo moved back and tore open the wrapper, quickly rolling it on. He fisted his cock, guiding the tip to me. “Wrap your legs around me.” When I did as he said, he inched in, his hands on my thighs shaking with his restraint. “You okay?” he asked through gritted teeth.

Stretched wide around his thick cock, I was filled so full it would’ve been painful had I not been soaked and so built up, a gust of wind at the right angle could get me off.

But thanks to Theo’s relentless torment, any discomfort was far from my mind as he moved in me.

“Yeah,” I whispered. My hands rubbed across his shoulders, but I felt like I should be doing more. His thrusts were slow and shallow, and I was beginning to worry it wasn’t feeling good for him.

Maybe I really am supposed to bend, contort, and scream my head off. Am I doing something wrong?