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“I don’t know how.”
“Why is that?”
“I’ve never felt it. I have no idea what I would need to do to make someone feel loved.”
My heart melts, I feel an affection roll over me like a freight train and I cup his face in my hand. “Can I tell you a secret?” I whisper.
“Yes.” His eyes stare straight through me as if he can see to my very soul.
“You have just made me feel more loved than any man ever has.”
A frown crosses his face as if not understanding.
“I don’t know if I have ever been loved, either, Mac.”
He leans in and kisses me and brings our foreheads together as if thinking.
“But I know I want to be here, doing this with you,” I breathe as I kiss him softly.
He lies back on the bed and pulls me over him and we start to kiss. Not the hard, aggressive kissing I was expecting. It’s tender, soft.
Beautiful and different to anything I have felt before.
“Ride me,” he whispers up at me. “Take me.”
Oh God. I straddle over him and run my body back and forth over his as his hands guide my hips. We kiss for a long time, and I’m swollen, wet, and ready. He rolls a condom on and grabs his base and holds it up. I have to rise on my knees to allow his entry. He guides himself into me and I stop still.
Ouch… fuck, he’s big.
Sensing my fear, he whispers. “It’s okay, baby, you can take me.”
I nod nervously and move from side to side to try and loosen myself up as his hands gently guide my hips. We struggle for a few moments as he tries to calm me down.
It really is too big. “I don’t think I can take it, Mac,” I whisper in desperation as I fall onto his chest.
“Stace,” he whispers into my lips.
Huh? I pull back as my eyes search his.
“My name is Stace.”
My heart stops. “Stace?” I whisper.
He nods and his eyes search mine.
I smile softly as tears fill my eyes. He didn’t lie to me. “It’s nice to meet you, Stace,” I breathe against his lips.
He kisses me and grabs the back of my head as our arousal hits fever pitch. Unable to control himself any longer, his hand starts to drag me back and forth against his cock and I feel like he might just break me. Oh God, he feels good.
“Open you legs.” He half growls. “I want inside, now.”
I open my legs as far as they go and he grabs both of my hipbones and impales me in one hard pump.
“Ahh,” I cry out as my body lurches forward in shock.
“Shh,” he sooths as he kisses my cheek. “It’s okay. It’s okay.”
He stays still to let me get my bearings. I slowly lift myself and he slides out and then he slides back home. We do that slowly again and I am blessed with a rush of cream that loosens me right up.