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"Please," she moans as I reach lower, my mouth hovering on top of her pussy. I inhale her scent, the musky flavor tickling my senses and intoxicating me.

"This is mine, Sisi." I speak against her mound, brushing my mouth against her small lips and blowing soft air against her glistening arousal.

"Yes," she replies with a breathy tone. Her eyes are closed, her spine arched, as she opens her legs even more, inviting me to feast on her.

I trail my hands down her waist until my palms cup her hips, my thumbs pushing into the soft skin right above her hip bones as I bring her closer to my mouth.

"Say it," I rasp out, my mouth watering for a taste.

"Yours," she whimpers, trying to get me closer. "I'm all yours." She gives me the words that have the power to unman me.

I trail my nose up her pussy, prying her lips open and giving her a long lick, lapping up her juices. She's already dripping, her pussy gushing out nectar for me to get drunk on.

"I was made to worship your pussy, hell girl," I say as I drink her in. It's sweetness and sin mixed together in a deadly combination. Like ambrosia for a mere mortal, her essence has the power to make me invincible. Because with her by my side, I truly feel indestructible.

Her hands find their way into my hair as I settle my attention onto her clit, sucking it into my mouth and making her scream in pleasure, her legs quivering, her thighs clenching around my head as she tries to keep me locked in place.

Her breaths are uneven, and I don't let her get even one second of rest as I continue to tease her, eating her pussy up like it's the best meal I've had in my entire life.

By now, we've explored each other's bodies enough to know exactly what the other likes, and I love using that knowledge to drive her crazy—time after time.

By the time I'm done with her, she's going to be so wet and relaxed she's going to forget all about her fear, her pussy perfectly primed to swallow me all up.

Using my tongue, I swirl it around her entrance, pushing it inside just enough to tickle the outer wall, knowing it only takes a few strokes for her to come.

"Vlad!" she screams, her voice increasingly louder, her hands wreaking havoc on my scalp.

Still, I don't stop.

I feel the way her body's trembling as she's coming down from her climax, and I want her to ride her pleasure longer.

I push two fingers at her entrance, testing her tightness. She's still snug as a glove, and for a moment I fear it might be painful for her again. But as soon as that thought crosses my mind I realize that if she still feels pain, then I haven't done my job right.

My mouth on her clit, I start moving them in and out, feeling her walls clamp down on my fingers, her moans vibrating in the air. Adding a third finger, I try to stretch her even more.

"Vlad…" she whispers with an uncertain tone, her eyes wide open to stare at me.

"Shhh." I blow air over her clit, continuing to pump three fingers in and out of her. Although apprehensive in the beginning, she's starting to relax her muscles, her entrance stretched to allow for the extra girth.

I increase the speed, biting on her clit at the same time.

"Fuck! Vlad… I can't…" She tries to speak, but her entire body crashes as she starts trembling uncontrollably, her orgasm reverberating through every cell, and every corner of her being. Mouth agape, eyes rolled into the back of her head, she can only ride her pleasure before it starts to subside.

Seeing her undone like this alone is better than a thousand orgasms, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed.

I move up her body, still trailing kisses up her neck, sucking on her skin to place more visible marks on her body, wanting everyone to see who she belongs to.

"I love you," I whisper before I take her lips in a long kiss, using my hand to align my cock to her entrance.

I only get to nudge the head inside her warm heat before I feel her tense, her entire body stiffening up under me.

"Sisi," I raise my head to look at her and I see the unshed tears at the corner of her eyes. She's trembling slightly as she tries to hold herself still. "We can stop," I tell her, my hand caressing her cheek.

"No." She shakes her head. "I want this. I really do." She grips my shoulders, her legs tightening around my ass as she tries to bring me into her.

Her features are strained, her eyes immediately closing as she waits for pain to come. Somehow, that alone is enough to make me stop.

Placing my palms on her ass, I turn us around until my back hits the mattress, Sisi bouncing on top of me.

Her eyes widen as she sees the shift in positions. Her pussy is sitting right on top of the base of my cock, her wetness dripping over my balls and making me groan in frustration.

So close yet so far.

Her gaze settles on my cock, apprehension in her eyes as she brushes one hand over my length, her lips pursing as she is undoubtedly thinking about my size and what that will mean to her body.

"Sisi, look at me." I push her chin up. "This is all yours." I motion to my body. "You're in control, hell girl. So use me," I prompt her, hoping that by giving her the reins over this it seems less daunting.

It takes everything in me to stay still as she slowly starts rocking over my cock, her eyes still assessing it with mild trepidation.

But I just let her set her own pace, knowing she needs this to get over her fear.

She props her knees on the mattress as she pushes herself forward. Taking my cock in her hand, she raises herself over me, positioning the head at her entrance.

"You're in charge," I assure her once more.

Nodding at me, she lowers herself slightly, and I watch mesmerized how her folds engulf my cock.

The feel of her wet, warm walls immediately hits me like a bullet to the chest, and it takes everything in me to control myself.

Especially as she's still so wary, even now closing her eyes, her lower lip trembling as she accepts me into her body.

The moment I'm one inch inside she stops, a gasp escaping her lips. She braces her arms on my chest, holding herself still.

"Does it hurt?" I ask immediately, worried.

I'd tried my best to get her off as many times as possible to ensure she'd be slick and dripping, enough to take me in without issue. But I know my size, and even if she weren't still basically a virgin she'd have trouble fitting me inside of her.

I raise my hand to her face, caressing her cheek with my knuckles.

She bites her lip, her eyes on me as she slowly shakes her head.

"I feel you stretching me," she says, lowering herself another inch. Mouth parted, a moan makes it past her lips as her eyes flutter closed—this time in pleasure, not trepidation. "It feels so good," she whimpers, and I finally relax, leaning back and letting her go at her own pace.

"You're so thick and..." She trails off, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips as she seems to be at a loss of words. She looks so fucking sexy, like a wet dream come true, the sheen of perspiration on her body arousing me further as I can't help but imagine her entirely covered in my cum.

Her hands are resting on my abdomen, her arms making an inverted triangle that emphasizes her luscious tits, perky and full and tempting me worse than the devil.

Slowly, she pushes herself down another inch, my cock weeping with joy at being welcomed into heaven.

I throw my head back, the feeling of being surrounded by her heat unlike any other.

Since I don't remember a lot of my episode, this is the first time I'm experiencing this, the way my cock nestles right at home inside of her.

Her walls clamp down on me, squeezing me so tightly, I have to make a conscious effort not to come too fast.

"You feel like heaven, Sisi. Fuck…" I mutter incoherently, unable to verbalize just what she does to me.

I'd known from the moment I had first seen her that she was temptation incarnate, succeeding in making me feel things that no other had before her.

I'd known how dangerous she was–to my senses, to my heart, to my fucking everything.

Because one bat of those pretty lashes of hers in my direction, and I was fucking damned.

Damned to be her slave for an eternity.

The corners of her mouth quirk up as she watches me surrender to the ecstasy of being inside of her, and she seems to gain new confidence as she takes one deep breath before pushing herself all the way down my cock.

We both sigh in pleasure at the sensation, and for as long as I live I don't think I'll ever forget the sight of her on top of me, my cock so deep inside of her.

"God, Vlad," she says in a breathy tone. "I had no idea." She seems just as dazed as I am as she rocks herself slightly, her walls stroking my cock in a tantalizing caress that has me seeing stars.

Me neither.

"Can you feel that, hell girl?" I ask as I splay my hand over her stomach, feeling the place where we are joined, "We're one."

"Is that so?" she asks mischievously, her fingers drawing random figures on my chest. "Does that make you hell boy, then?" She gives me a wicked smile as she lifts herself ever so slightly before coming down again.

My mouth opens to answer, but no sound comes out, the pleasure so intense I fear I may be forever broken.

"As long as I'm your other half I'll be anything you want me to," I answer, my voice thick and husky. Anything to ensure that she's never leaving my side.

"Hmm…" She trails off, moving her hands up my chest until she's resting on my pecs, and using me to push herself up, this time until I'm halfway out before sliding down again, more forcefully.

"What if I decide to go take my vows and actually become a nun?" she continues to ask, and I see what she's trying to do. She wants to torture me, knowing that I could never last a day without her.

It becomes increasingly difficult to stave off my climax, the little minx enjoying tormenting me with her little movements.

"Then I'll follow you and become a priest and I'll try to defile you at every turn," I answer with a strangled moan.

"You're wicked." She swallows, her pupils eclipsing her irises as she turns her gaze on me, desire dripping from it and only inflaming mine more.

"I'm yours. However, and whoever you want me to be. I'm yours," I confess, my hands on her hips as I urge her to move—finally put me out of my misery.

"Good." She smirks at me, raising herself up until my cock slips free of her pussy, and agony hits me immediately as I feel bereft without her warmth. "But all I want is you ."

Her small hand circles my length as she guides me back into her haven, easily lowering herself on me this time, her pussy so fucking soaking wet her juices are pouring down my shaft.

Now this is what heaven feels like.