Page 60 of Devious Corruption

“Are you going to come for me, my little warrior?” I yank the cup of her bra down, freeing her breast. “Can you scream for me? I want to hear every sound you make when you come.”

Scraping my teeth across her hardened nipple, she lifts her hips from the bed.

“Lev. No. Oh, god. Yes.”

Shifting my body, I sink between her thighs, shoving out of my own pants and kicking them away. I slide my hand free of her pussy, using the juices on my fingers to rub her clit. Her fingers tighten around my forearm.

“Not yet, baby. I want to be inside you when you come.” Fisting my shaft, I bring the head of my cock to her hot, wet entrance.

Her eyes fly open as I thrust forward. In one swift movement, I’m seated fully inside her.

She screams.

With both hands she shoves at my chest, thrashing her head to one side. The cry slows to a whimper as my mind clears.

She’s tight.

Virginal tight.

I grit my teeth to keep from doing the natural thing mybody wants to do. The urge to pull back and plow into her again and again, is strong. But I fight it.

“Maxine.” Resting my elbows on either side of her face, I frame her cheeks.

“I tried to tell you,” she says softly.

“You’re twenty-four years old, how…” I groan, stilling myself again. “Baby, you can’t move like that. Stay still.”

“I can’t stay still.” She moves her hips again, and it takes more resolve than I believed I had to keep from fucking the breath from her lungs.

Moving my hands to her hips, I pin them down. “Baby, you have to stop moving, or I’m going to fuck you so hard we’re both going to be screaming.”

A light flickers in her eyes with my warning.

Ah, my girl doesn’t mind the pain.

“I didn’t think it would hurt this much,” she says, her voice raspy and heavy with arousal.

“It will feel better in a minute. I promise.” I kiss her as I slowly pull back.

Sliding my hand between our bodies, I find her clit. It’s hard and slick. She groans, lifting her hips again as soon as my fingers glide over her.

Slowly, I sink slowly forward into her tight, hot sheath, fighting myself for control every moment. She’s never been fucked. No man has ever touched her in this way before me.

I’m her first.

I plow forward. She cries out, but this time it’sfilled with pleasure and need. I roll my head to the side, taking in the sight below me.

Her hair fans out around her head. Her glasses, slightly tilted on the bridge of her nose. Her lips red and swollen from how hard I kissed her.

It shouldn’t be this way. A hard fuck in the bed of a man she mostly hates. Her first time should have been gentle, sweet. Nothing like me.

“Lev.” She hooks her leg around my waist. “Don’t stop, Lev. Please.” She flattens her soft palm against my cheek.

I wrap one hand around her throat, gently squeezing on the sides. “Beg me, little warrior. Beg me to fuck you.”

Her eyes go wide, not because she’s scared, but because she needs this, needs me to show her I can take control, and she doesn’t have to lose herself.

“Lev, please.” She bites down on her lower lip. “Please.”