I was about to find out.
“I’ve never made love to a virgin before,” I said. “I can go slowly or I can go quickly. It’s up to you, although quickly might be less painful.”
“Quickly,” she said. “Come inside me. Please, Ryan.”
Chapter Nineteen
Ruby
He kissed my lips softly, touching his tongue to mine.
“Relax, baby,” he said.
And then he thrust into me.
I cried out against his lips. The pain felt like a knife slicing me in half.
“Shh,” he said. “I’m all the way in. Just get used to it. Get used to the fullness. I won’t move until you tell me to.”
My jaw was clenched and my eyes squeezed shut.
“Relax,” he said again.
“I feel so full,” I said.
“You are full. Full of me. I promise it will be good. We just have to get through this rough part. People all over the world wouldn’t be doing it if it weren’t good.”
I smiled at that, and then I forced myself to relax. I had wanted to ease the emptiness, and I couldn’t deny that he had done that.
The sharp pain subsided fairly quickly, and then it was just fullness. Then the walls of my pussy began to tickle. I had liked how his fingers felt sliding in and out of me, and now, would I like the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of me? There was only one way to find out.
I opened my eyes and looked into his dark orbs. “I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yes. I want to experience this. I want to experience it with you.”
He pulled out and groaned as he thrust back into me.
Again the fullness, but no pain this time. Just a welcome feeling within my walls.
“Again,” I said.
He plunged back into me, and this time the force of it aroused the tip of my clit.
A moan escaped my throat.
“Good, baby?”
Good? This was so much more than good. This was filling an emptiness that had been within me for far too long. He wasn’t just filling my pussy. He was filling my heart, my soul. My very being.
How had I gone so long in life without this? Without the joy of this joining?
Sex didn’t have to be a violent thing. It didn’t have to be a horrifying thing. It could be a lovely thing. A very loving thing between two people.
Ryan Steel wasn’t in love with me. I wasn’t in
love with him, either. But my God, I felt something for him. Something I’d never had the urge to feel before.