Chapter 127

Chapter 127:

“Fuck it,” I muttered, spreading her thighs wider with my leg. I lowered my head, leaving a trail of kisses from her hardened nipples to her swollen lips, claiming her with a fierce passion.

A sudden sensation surged through me, one I hadn’t felt since Ivy.

“You’ll tell me… when it… hurts, okay?” I asked breathlessly. In response, her hands pulled my head down, and she claimed my lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues danced passionately, the heat between us undeniable.

“Just close your eyes and breathe. Think of what I’m doing to you and how sweet my dick will feel inside you,” I instructed before sucking on her nipples again.

Her body quivered beneath me as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Slowly, I pushed my erect member into her soaked entrance, pausing briefly to gauge her reaction. I didn’t want to hurt her.

A scream tore from her lips as her fingers dug into my skin. I felt droplets of blood trail down my bruised back, but I pushed the pain aside for later.

“Fuucckk,” I muttered, my eyes tightly shut as more than half of my length slid into her wetness.

Damn, this pussy was incredible!

“Argh!” A groan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. The feeling was divine. I loved how her walls clenched tightly around me as my length stretched her. The way her moist pussy made every movement smooth and effortless.

I was in paradise.

I didn’t even notice when her body tensed and she began to cry.

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“I’m sorry,” I muttered, pausing to check on her.

My dick remained inside her, savoring her warmth.

“You weren’t gentle. It hurts badly,” she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I felt my dick soften as guilt washed over me. I was an asshole for making her cry.

I wiped her tears with my fingers before kissing her deeply. Fuck. I hadn’t kissed anyone like that since Ivy. I didn’t know what came over me. Was it the wild sparks between us? The growing attraction? Or just pity because I had hurt her?

“I’m sorry,” was all I could mutter, my words failing me. I felt terrible for letting the sweetness of her pussy consume me without considering her pain. My eyes fell in sadness as she sniffled.

“I can stop if you want me to,” I said reluctantly, carefully pulling my dick out of her.

I immediately missed her warmth as a cold breeze brushed against my softening length. I didn’t care about my pleasure anymore—all that mattered was her.

“Who said I wanted you to stop?” she hissed, rolling her eyes before grabbing my dick and guiding it back into her.

“I thought you were hurt,” I protested, confused by her sudden change in mood.

“I was, but it also felt like heaven. Don’t hold back, please,” she pleaded, using the tip of my dick to ease into her entrance.

“It feels so good…” she moaned, pushing the tip a little further into her bloodied pussy.

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