Chapter 137

He smiles against my lips before kissing me hard. I can smell myself on him, taste myself on his lips and tongue, and now I want to feel him deep inside me. I want us as close as humanely possible.

When he presses the head of his cock into me, I let out a sharp squeal at the flash of pain as he tears through my hymen. He immediately stills, looking down at me with concern.

“I’m fine,” I say, letting out a frustrated groan when a stubborn tear slips through.

He brushes it away with such tenderness that it makes another one fall.

“We can stop,” he says.

“Oh no we can’t!”

He laughs at my anger, but I’m being completely serious. There’s no way in hell we’re stopping now.

I cup his face, running my fingers over his stubbled cheeks before pulling him closer. He kisses me, slowly this time, taking his time as he keeps his cock still, letting me get used to the size of him. His mouth makes me forget about the pain, and I let out a surprised gasp when he rolls us so I’m on top of him.

“What ar