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Luka

I kiss her. I don’t know what else to do because I promised her that I wouldn’t ask why. Unfortunately, asking why is all I want to do right now. So, I put my mouth to work in other ways, hoping to ease her fears and settle the turmoil brewing in her eyes.

There’s a voice in the back of my mind telling me to push for an answer, that I need to know what’s holding her back, but I don’t ask. I just fucking ignore it because I can’t think straight after she makes the sweetest, sexiest little moan, and I can’t see straight when she grinds down on my hard cock.

I place both my hands on her hips, guiding her movements. Lifting her up and then pushing her back down on my bulge as she circles her hips. She rides me like she was made for me, and I have no doubt that she was. I just have to convince her of that fact.

Her mouth leaves mine only to find purchase along my collarbone. My hips almost violently buck, pressing me firmly against her covered pussy as far as it will go. I groan when she sucks the sensitive skin at my neck into her mouth and holds the pressure.

“Lily, baby, you’re killing me.”

“Tell me what you want.”

Her voice is edged with lust, but something about how she says it has me slowing my movements and gently pushing her back. I search her face and see a flash of hesitancy in her eyes. It’s there and gone before I can blink .

“We don’t have to do anything. We can watch a movie.” I move to reposition her next to me so I can reach for the TV remote on the coffee table. The last thing I want to do is rush this. I caught a glimpse of doubt, and I don’t want there to be any fucking doubt when I take her for the first time.

“Don’t you dare, Luka Russo.”

Her tone makes me pause, and she uses that moment to catch me off guard. She pushes my chest so hard that my back slams back against the couch. She reaches down, grabs the bottom of my shirt, and pulls it up to my shoulders. She can’t get it off without me lifting my arms, and she knows it. I stay still as I wait for her to say something.

“Are you telling me you don’t want me?”

I laugh at the absurdity of that statement. I’ve never wanted something more in my life, including hockey , but I want her to want it, too. That brief look of indecision—that was most certainly there—was enough to stop me in my tracks. “That’s not it at all, kitten.”

Her eyes scan mine quickly, vulnerability painting her gorgeous features.

“Then what is it?”

“First, how do you feel about kitten? I kind of like it.”

I asked that to dismantle the intensity brewing between us. I know she hated it. I saw it on her face as soon as I said it, but that doesn’t stop me from trying to pull her out of her head. She’s been different tonight. More serious, more somber, and more in her head. I can’t figure out what’s changed or what’s wrong if she won’t talk to me.

She leans back on my thighs and sighs. “You really need to come up with something original.”

“Original, huh? What about Honeybun? Peaches? Oh, I know. Doctor Love!” I raise and drop my eyebrows dramatically for effect.

She throws her head back and laughs, and something in my chest relaxes. Tension I didn’t know was there lets go, even if only a little. I want to make her feel better. If that means sitting on her couch and watching a movie, that’s what we’ll do. If it means other things, I’m totally down for that, too .

“I could get behind Doctor Love, but it would be just between you and me.” She leans forward, running her nose along my cheek. As she leans in, she whispers in my ear. “Do you want to be my patient?”

“ Ohhh , what does the exam entail, Doctor?” I ask in a gravelly tone. I’m more than down to play her game.

She scoots back on my thighs and boldly grabs my dick with one hand and my balls in her other palm. My precious jewels are at her mercy.

“I believe a full exam is needed. I should start with your penis and testicles, sir.” She says it so seriously and with such a straight face that I choke. Hot damn .

“That’s it, cough for me,” she says in encouragement.

I lose it, laughing so hard that I gasp for air as I throw my head against the back of the couch. “Lily, exactly what do you think you’re checking for?”

“That’s Doctor Love to you, and I’m checking for a hernia, of course.”

I laugh again and nod. “Well, what’s the verdict, Doc?”

She still hasn’t let my cock or balls go, but neither they nor I are complaining.

“Still undetermined. I’ll need a closer look in order to make a proper diagnosis.”

“Are you asking what I think you’re asking, Doc?”

Our playful game is taking the pressure off where this may be leading. Lily is confident playing the role of doctor while I play the part of her dutiful patient. The tension in my chest eases even more.

She nods. “Yes, Mr. Russo. I need you to remove your pants. Now. ”

My left brow raises as I lift my hips, lifting her with me. Her hand squeezes my dick before gliding up and down the length seductively. “I’d be happy to, Doctor Love, but I seem to be having some… difficulty .”

She lightly squeezes my balls and tightens her grip on my cock. “What kind of difficulties?” she asks seriously.

I fight to keep my smile at bay. “There seems to be an attachment that I’m unwilling to part with in order to remove the item of clothing in question.” I lift my hips once again, pushing my cock into her stomach, her grip tightening around my shaft. I groan in pleasure at the friction the motion causes.

“Hmm, I see. That’s quite the dilemma.”

“Quite the dilemma, indeed. ”

She places one foot on the floor as she shifts her weight off me and lets go of my shaft. I reach to pull her back, but she shakes her head as she stands and pulls her shirt off. My mouth waters at the sight before me. She has on a black satin bra, and her tits fill it out completely. The skin on her belly is smooth and tantalizing.

She reaches down to unbutton her jeans, and that’s when I shoot forward on the couch. My hand grabs hers, stopping her progress. “We don’t have to do this tonight.”

She searches my eyes as her hand still hovers over the button on her jeans, with mine covering hers. “I know we don’t have to. I want to.”

I stand, putting my chest mere centimeters from hers. I wrap one arm around her waist and use the other to tilt her head up because I need to see her eyes for this next part. I need to make sure there is no hesitation in them. “I’m all in, Lily. I’m standing on the edge of this cliff, and I’m ready to dive off with you by my side.”

Her eyes water, and her lip trembles as I continue. “I only want this tonight if you are ready. I’ll wait for as long as it takes for you to say the word. Until then, I’ll wait. For as long as it takes.”

I reiterate the last part because I need her to know how serious I am. If it takes a month, a year, or five, I’ll wait until she’s ready to be all in with me.

“What are you saying?” she asks in a broken whisper.

The words spill from me without a second thought. “It means I love you. I love you . It means there’s no going back for me after this. You are it for me.”

She gulps. “You love me?”

I smile and nod, my heart calm and steady. “I love you.”

Her eyebrows furrow. “You can’t love me.”

“Why not?” I ask patiently since I just dropped a bomb on her. She’s still processing it all.

“You made me a promise,” she says seriously.

I rack my brain for what the hell she’s talking about. After a few seconds, it suddenly dawns on me. A made her a promise the first day I met her that I wouldn't fall in love with her. “Some promises are meant to be broken.”

She smiles, and a small giggle of disbelief escapes. “Only you.”

“Only me what?” I ask, perplexed .

She reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck before leaning in to kiss me. Right before her lips touch mine, she says. “Only you could break a promise, and it be the best thing to ever happen to me. I love you too, Luka.”

Our lips crash together feverishly. She reaches for her jean button, and this time, I don’t stop her. I reach down to help her before sliding her jeans down over her hips. My hands skim over the soft skin covering her ass, and I realize she has a thong on.

I groan as my lips trail down her slender neck, kissing every inch of skin they touch. She reaches down and tugs on my joggers. She grunts when my pants reach my throbbing dick and refuse to cooperate with her.

I pull my head up from her collarbone long enough to reach down and help her. My pants pool in a heap at the bottom of my feet as we stand in her living room, kissing the hell out of each other. We just started, and I feel like I’m going to blow my load already.

I don’t know if I can hold it together. She feels like the single best thing that has or will ever happen to me, and I’m not even inside her yet.

My palms vibrate with the need to touch her everywhere at once. My heart practically pounds out of my chest, and the need to take her overwhelms every fucking sense that I have. Her scent is intoxicating, her touch exhilarating, her body exquisite, and the little moans she makes are heaven.

Lily pulls back and takes my hand before silently leading me down a small hallway to her bedroom. I watch her hips sway seductively, her ass cheeks on full display in her thong as she walks in front of me. The goddess ahead of me looks over her shoulder with a look of pure, unbridled passion flooding her gaze.

“Do you have any idea how damn beautiful you are?” My throat is gravelly with lust.

“No, but I have a feeling you’re about to show me,” she answers honestly.

“Damn straight.” I growl as I wrap my hands around her waist and lift. Her thighs encircle my waist, placing her core over my throbbing dick.

I lay Lily down on the soft sheets covering her bed, and her hair fans out around her .

I move to seat myself between her legs, slowly grinding against her wet core. I still have my box briefs on, and she still has her thong, which barely covers her pussy. I pull back so I can get a better look. I groan when I see that she’s perfectly trimmed, a landing strip right down her center.

I use my finger to slide the barely-there cotton to the side and run my index finger up her slit. She arches into my hand as a long, slow moan leaves her lips. My cock jumps, and precum coats my underwear. I use my other hand to free her left breast from the bra cup. Her nipple hardens at the contact.

I pinch it as I use a finger on my other hand to continue circling her clit. Her moans become louder and more uninhibited. Her body writhes on the bed, unable to control herself when feeling such pleasure.

But I have other plans for her.

This is her first time, and I plan to make it the most memorable experience of her life. When she thinks about this when she’s old and gray, she’ll remember exactly how I fit inside her, how hard I made her come, and how loud I made her scream.

I lean down to suck her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. She moans and grabs the back of my head before threading her fingers in my hair and pushing my head tighter against her plump breast.

“Easy there, Tiger. I’m not going anywhere. I plan to take my time with you.”

“I need more, Luka,” she commands breathlessly.

“I know, baby, patience.”

“Patience is overrated,” she huffs.

I chuckle as I lean down and leave a swift peck on her lips before rising from the bed. “I’ll be right back.”

Her eyes widen as she leans up on her elbows, her thong askew and her one tit still out. “Seriously?!” she says in disbelief.

I smirk as I turn toward her door. “I promise the wait will be worth it. Now, don’t move.” I don’t waste any time making my way down her short hallway and into her kitchen.

Her huff reaches my ears, and I smile to myself as I grab what I came in here for and quickly make my way back to her. She’s in the same position I left her in.

“That’s my good girl,” I praise.

The coldness starts to bite, but I don’t really feel the numbness setting in as I lean down on the bed and place my mouth on her sweet pussy without warning. My tongue comes out to swipe her slit, and as soon as the coldness touches her heat, her back arches off the bed, her thighs clamping around my head.

“ Oh my God! What is that?” she cries out, but it quickly turns into a moan when I continue to circle her clit with precision.

I growl as I continue to work her pussy, the ice in my mouth melting onto her heated core. I reach over to the glass I brought with me and pull an ice cube out. I use that hand to run the ice over her exposed nipple, watching in fascination as it pebbles into an impossibly hard peak. I replace the ice cube with my mouth as I insert one finger into her waiting pussy.

She grabs the back of my head roughly as she pumps her hips up and down to meet the rhythm set by my finger.

“You’re so damn perfect,” I whisper in reverence. When I said she was everything to me , I meant it . “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to be your first.” I command it, needing to hear the words like my life depends on it.

She arches off the bed, and a low moan leaves her lips as her pussy pulses around my finger. She’s so damn tight, so I have to take my time with her. I remain hovered over her, my bare chest touching her bare stomach, and my cock painfully hard under my boxer briefs. “Tell me, Lily.”

Her eyes flutter open, her pupils dilated with pleasure. They soften when they land on me. Her mouth curves into a shy smile, and her cheeks pinken. She holds my gaze as she answers. “I want you, Luka. I want you to be my first, my middle, and my last .”

Her eyes glaze over, and her smile dims when she whispers the word last. My heart jumps at her declaration. I search her gaze again, wondering if the insecurity from earlier is back, but all I find is warmth and readiness.

“I’m honored, Doctor Love. You might not be my first, but I want you to be my last.”

She swallows harshly as tears gather in the corner of her eyes before a serene smile takes over. “Are you going to keep distracting me with sweet words? Or are you going to show me your twig finally? ”

I laugh at the reminder of our first study session. “Oh, I plan to show my twig to you. More than once.” I seal my promise with a kiss.

Her hand reaches down and pushes my boxer briefs down over my hip. She boldly reaches under the cloth and grabs my cock with her bare hand. My shaft spasms at the touch, precum dripping onto my underwear. I groan as I continue to kiss her, returning the favor by pulling her thong down over her ass, down her legs, and finally, down to her ankles.

She kicks her thong off and uses her foot to inch my underwear down my thighs as I insert one finger into her waiting pussy, quickly followed by a second. It’s a snug fit as I work to widen her. I don’t want her taking my dick the first time to be a painful experience for her.

I take my time, working her pussy like it deserves while she continues to stroke my shaft. Before long, her walls clamp down on my fingers. My lips pull away from hers, and I smile.

“That’s it, baby. Let go for me.”

Her neck arches as her head digs back into the pillow, and a hypnotic half-moan, half-scream leaves her swollen lips. I watch, captivated, as she comes apart for me, relinquishing control to me and giving in to the sea of ecstasy. It takes everything in me not to blow my load right then and there.

I lean up and grab a condom out of my wallet while she comes down from her orgasmic high. I quickly roll it down my shaft and open her legs wide for me as I line up the head of my dick with her entrance.

“Relax for me, sweetheart. I’ll go slow, but it may still burn.”

She nods as her wide eyes watch my dick toy with her entrance. I slowly put the tip in as my finger slowly circles her clit. I leave my tip there for longer than I thought I had patience for, but watching her writhe on the bed—begging for more—is its own special kind of torture for both of us. One that I find that I like very, very much.

I inch forward, the top third of my dick now snug inside her warmth. I’m still up on my haunches, but as I lean down, placing one forearm on each side of her head, I slip in just a little more. Lily claws at my back as her hips circle and lift, trying to find purchase .

I steady my movements and slowly inch forward again until I’m fully seated inside her pussy.

It’s a fucking glorious feeling.