sy’

kiss me. Not until I felt his mouth against mi

brace like a thousand shards of light. He pulled me more

s hair. My eyes squeezed shut as I felt the hot, plundering sweep

e bed. When he set me down at the edge of the bed, my eyes found his crotc

g my delicate skin through the shirt. He tugged the shirt and took it

ere hot and demanding, my clit wet from all the pleasure. His fingers closed around my

ing them further as he moved lower. He left a trail of kisses on my thighs b

ongue over my wetness. I could feel my wetness pool out of me, my body quaking with desire. He continued to suck my fol

My lips

ue and I cried out. “Do you wan

es

fucking me with it slowly as his tongue slid

xed with a moan. Landon took my clit into his mouth a

come,” he said aga

r and pressed his to

m c

through me, pain mingling with pleasure as my body tried to get used to the fullness. Landon kissed my inner

two fingers buried in me. He slid them out a couple of inches a

to hurt.” Landon traced his tongue over my folds and clit again. I hum

oo. He pulled his fingers out and moved up until he was propped up over me. He lined himself up and shifted my legs and hips until he found the angle

pression reflected some kind of inner struggle. I wrapped my arms around him,

th. “Relax,” he said as he cupped my cheek and kissed my lips. “I’m not even in yet.” His hand ca

it. I whimpered when the tearing sensation got too much and tensed even further. Landon halted in his mo

words and his teasing of my breast made me relax slightly and he pushed

he brushed my folds. He rubbed my clit slowly and I exhaled. Thro

were hot and gentle, and his finger sent tingling sensations

arching off the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut, breathing through my nose

my lips together in shame. Other girls had gone through this and they enjoyed it. Why couldn’t I? Lando

ice was pure restrain, eyes dark

ad at you. You don’t have to hold b

ould hur

nt me?” I

anything more in my

we go

ew a few inches watching my face. The look of

and behind the pain was the hint of something better. Land

ce. He didn’t seem to mind the slow pace. The tension in his shoulders and neck was the only sign of how difficult th

re how long he kept up the slow rhythm, but I was getting sore and I knew I wouldn’t come. I wasn’t even close, despite the occasional flickers of pleasure.

. “How long

ows and thrust faster and a bit harder, and I pressed my lips together and buried my face against h

Please. I wan

n on his shoulder to keep from whimpering in pain. Landon tensed with a groan, then he shuddered

in me and I almost breathed a sigh in relief. I held onto him, relishing

arms. He brushed back my hair from my sweaty face. I fel

old without him. I stretched my legs but winced. I sat up and my eyes widene

od on him. He nudged my legs apart and pressed the warm wet washcloth against me. I sucked i

op myself. I couldn’t stop the question in my head neithe

” He admitted and removed the washcloth. “I

tle.” But my heart ached. He would have marked me if he re