“You better,” he rasped, the crown of his hard cock nudging my core. “Because you’re going to get all of me without anything between us. I’m taking you bare, baby. Gonna fill your sweet pussy with my come until it’s dripping down your thighs.”
I probably should’ve protested since I wasn’t on birth control, but I couldn’t—not when he was giving me exactly what I wanted for my first time. Instead, I wrapped my legs around his hips and murmured, “Yes.”
My agreement turned into a hiss of sound when he surged forward with one powerful thrust, tearing through the proof of my virginity before I could even tense. I felt a pinch of pain, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected. A few tears leaked from my eyes, and Dax captured them with his lips. “I’m so sorry, baby. I fucking hate that I had to hurt you, but I love that you saved your cherry for me.”
“The pain isn’t too bad,” I reassured him, wiggling my hips to test how it felt. “I mostly just feel stretched and full of you.”
“Thank fuck,” he groaned, wrapping my hair around his fist to pull my head back. He nipped at my neck, and my pussy clenched around his hard length. “I’m already at the edge of my control, so this is gonna be hard and fast, baby.”
That was all the warning he gave me before he began a furious pace, pulling out until the tip of his cock was at my entrance and plunging back inside over and over again. My breathing became choppy as I stared up at his handsome face, in awe that I was the one giving him so much pleasure. Sweat dripped from his temples as he powered into me, the headboard banging against the wall with the force of his thrusts. He circled his hips, hitting just the right spot. “Oh, holy crap. That feels so good.”
“It’s about to feel a fuck of a lot better.” Flashing me a sexy grin, Dax pressed his free hand into the mattress and changed position so that his hard length dragged against the same spot as he moved in and out of me. The pleasure was almost more than I could bear, and I practically saw stars. I was so close to my release, my pussy clamping down hard each time he pulled back. “Fuck, yeah, baby. Squeeze my cock and don’t let me go.”
He released my hair, and his hand circled my throat, his thumb stroking over my pulse point before he slid his hand between our bodies to reach down and pinch my clit. The hint of pain with the intense pleasure of his cock hitting my G-spot was all it took for me to fly apart. I threw my head back against the pillows and screamed, my nails digging into his shoulders as he drove into me three more times before planting himself deep and following me into his own orgasm. He bellowed my name, emptying himself inside me until our combined releases dripped down my inner thighs.
We were a sweaty, sticky mess when he finally pulled out and collapsed on the mattress next to me, rolling onto his back and taking me with him. As I cuddled against his chest, a giggle bubbled up my chest.
“What’s so funny, baby?”
I tilted my head back to grin up at him. “I just realized that I gave you my virginity without even knowing your real name.”
“It’s been a long time since anyone’s called me anything but Dax.” His fingers played in my hair as he answered, “But my full name is David Anthony Xavier.”
“I can see why you prefer to be called Dax. That’s a mouthful.”
His palm splayed against my lower back. “Give me a little bit to recover, and I’ll give you a mouthful.”
7
Dax
A small, contented sigh and a round little ass wiggling against my groin woke me. I stilled Arya with a hand on her hip and started to say something but quickly realized she was still asleep. I took the opportunity to lay there and just watch her sleep. She looked happy and satisfied, the corners of her pretty lips tilted up. I loved seeing her like this and knew right then that the only way anyone would ever take her from me was if I was dead. I would walk through the fires of hell for Arya.
And no one would ever love her as much as I did.
She sighed and turned over to snuggle into my chest, causing my arms to close around her on instinct. Her squirming had made my half-hard cock turn to steel, but I silently lectured myself to let her rest. I’d taken her three times before we fell into an exhausted sleep. I kept reminding myself that she was a virgin and needed to recover. I’d told her no when she’d initiated the last round—an effort that deserved a damn medal—but fuck, she was irresistible, and the little minx had driven me crazy on purpose until I’d given in.
As soon as she was ready, though, I was going to spend as much time buried inside her as possible. I should have propped her on a pillow earlier, but I’d been too lost in passion to think. And falling asleep with her cuddled in my arms was a heaven I could never have dreamed up.
It took a while, but eventually I fell back asleep with one hand cupping a supple tit and the other resting on her flat stomach.
The next time I woke up, it was to a soft rumbling sound and an almost inaudible groan of embarrassment. I couldn’t help smiling as I nuzzled my nose into the crook of Arya’s neck and inhaled the sweet scent of her coconut shampoo. “Sounds like it’s time to feed my girl,” I teased before brushing a kiss over her cheek.
Her stomach gurgled again before she could answer, and I tossed my head back and laughed.
“I can wait,” she whispered shyly before shuffling around to face me. She placed a palm on my chest and began to slide it downward. A little more confidence entered her twinkling eyes, and she gave me a sassy smile. “I seem to recall a promise to give me a mouthful.”
I grinned and shrugged. “I can’t help it if it felt so fucking good being inside you that I forgot.”
She blushed prettily, and her fingers wrapped around my dick, giving it a squeeze and causing me to groan. But I shored up all my strength and removed her hand, placing a kiss on the palm. “We have our whole lives to explore each other’s bodies, baby. But I can’t have you passing out on me. Trust me, you’ll need your strength for the things I have in mind for you later.”
Arya laughed, and I gave her a quick kiss before climbing out of bed. I rooted around until I found a pair of pajama pants in my bag and put them on before I carried another shirt to the bed. I crooked my finger, and Arya got up onto all fours and crawled toward me. I nearly swallowed my tongue when I watched her tits sway as she looked up at me through her lashes. Soon, I vowed, those tits were gonna fill my palms while I pounded into her from behind.
She stopped at the edge of the bed and straightened up onto her knees, putting her hands on her hips. “Like what you see, Dax?”
I cleared my throat and tried to speak, but ended up just nodding as I hurried to slip the shirt over her tempting body.
Once Arya was covered, I blew out a breath and scooped her into my arms.
“I can walk,” she giggled.
I shrugged. “I like carrying you.”
Instead of replying, she sighed and laid her head on my shoulder. My heart squeezed, and I had to wonder how anyone lived without this kind of happiness. Arya had become the oxygen I breathed, the sun that lit up my life, the beat of my heart—my everything.
When we reached the kitchen, I set her on the counter and kissed the tip of her nose before I went in search of what I needed to make breakfast.