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“Did you think it wouldn’t?”

“I don’t know. They didn’t show us this in the class. I have seen it in the porn they showed us, but I didn’t understand what the purpose was. How it would please a man.”

“Oh, trust me. It pleases me very much. I could spend the entire evening between your legs, ???????. If I were to start and end each day with this, I would die a happy man.”

“Is it that pleasurable for you?” she asks.

“You taste so fucking good. Here, taste.”

I slide my finger through her wetness and bring it to her lips. She sucks my finger into her mouth without question. She considers it a moment before looking down at me.

“It isn’t bad, but I wouldn’t say it’s good either.”

“Good.” I lean in and lick her again, making her gasp. “More for me.”

Without waiting for her response, I use my thumb to rub her clit while I lick her opening. I slowly add more and morepressure before I push my tongue inside of her. She clenches against me, her legs tightening against my shoulders.

“Maxim, I’m coming,” she calls out.

I didn’t need her to call out, though. I can feel her orgasm as it flows through her body. She releases even more cum, making her wetter than before.

As she comes down, I slowly slide one finger inside of her. It’s a tight squeeze, but I take it slow, letting her body learn to accept it. Once she is fully relaxed, I add a second, and she hisses out in pain.

“Do you need me to stop?” I ask.

“No. It burns a little, but it’s a good burn if that makes sense.”

It does, but I need to be careful. That good burn can turn bad really quickly.

I continue to slowly thrust and spread my fingers inside of her as I speak to her.

“This is going to hurt. When I break your hymen, it will cause you pain. I will try to keep it from being too bad, but it will hurt,” I warn her.

“I’m ready for it, Maxim. Stop trying to talk me out of it.”

I slide a third finger inside of her, watching her as she winces a little, but she doesn’t try to stop me.

“I don’t want you to have regrets. There’s no going back once we do this.”

“I don’t want to go back. I want to be yours.”

Those words hit a spot inside of me. It makes me feel like I just won a million dollars. I’m a damn lucky man to have Olena.

“You are mine as I am yours.”

“Then prove it. Take me,” she demands.

For someone who never used to speak up to me, she is coming into her own. I don’t think she will ever lose that shyness of hers, but I’m glad that with me she is finding her voice.

Pulling my fingers out of her, I reach into the nightstand and grab a condom. I bought them after the last time we got this close. I didn’t want to assume, but I wanted to be ready for her if she ever got there.

I’m glad I did.

“I’m clean, but I’m wearing a condom because a child is not something either of us can consider in this moment.”

“I agree. Thank you for considering that,” she tells me.

“I will never put you in danger, Olena. Even if it’s a pregnancy you may or may not want yet.”