Chapter 9 Ember
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Ember
“Tell me to stop if you don’t want this,” he growls against my lips.
“I’ve never wanted anything more,” I whisper, slipping out of his arms, standing, and pulling off all my clothes until I’m standing in front of him, needy and naked.
“You’re beautiful.” He groans, frantically tugging at his clothes. I stare at his bare chest, where a gorgeous patch of brown chest hair meets my hungry gaze.
It isn’t until he slides his pants over his trim hips and his erection springs free that I begin to have doubts. “I don’t think that’s going to fit.” I stare in awe as it bobs up and down.
“Trust me. It will fit.” Suddenly, he lifts me, and I squeak in surprise. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his hips and feel his hardness pressing against my soaked pussy.
“Trace.” I moan, throwing my head back. A tiny voice in the back of my head keeps nagging me to tell him I’m still a virgin, and I try to ignore it.
I don’t want to ruin the moment. My breasts rub against his hard chest, making my nipples pebble.
Common sense urges me to confess my inexperience before it’s too late, but I tune it out, letting the pleasure course through me.
Trace gently bites the side of my neck, sucking the skin into his mouth and sending tiny sparks of electricity to my aching core.
It’s all I can do to hang on as I shiver against his body.
The sensations overwhelm me, making my pussy pulse with need.
His fingers slip lower, teasing my dripping core.
I dig my fingernails into his back and grind my pussy against his hand, desperately searching for release.
“That’s it, darlin'. Let go.” He presses one of his fingers into my opening, and I cry out as pleasure and pain mix while he stretches me, preparing me for his huge cock. “Such a good girl.” He strokes me through my orgasm.
I’m in a daze when he carries me into his bedroom and lays me across his bed. He steps back, letting his gaze drift down my body. “You’re so beautiful.”
“There’s something I need to confess,” I say. “I’m a virgin.” I expect him to be angry about the discovery, but instead, he surprises me.
“I’m a virgin, too. I’ve never wanted anyone until I met you. I’ve been waiting until I found the perfect woman. And I finally found her.”
His confession gives me the strength to act on my desires, and I reach between us, wrapping my hand around his hot, hard shaft.
It thumps in my hand as I run my thumb along the tip, smearing his precum.
“Fuck.” He groans, placing his hand over mine and squeezing.
“You’re going to make me come too soon.” He kisses the side of my neck, running his tongue over the sensitive skin.
He slides down my body, leaving kisses along the way. When his tongue wraps around one of my nipples, I arch my back, needing to be closer to his touch.