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“Honey—“

“I fuck you right now, that’s it. It’s you and me against anything the world might throw our way,” I panted, trying to make sure she got just how serious I was. I traced the tip of my dick between her warm and dewy pussy lips.

“Shit,” Callie hissed.

“Tell me you understand.”

“I want you to be my first.”

“Oh, baby, I’m going to be your first and last.” I groaned. “Just like you’re mine.” She opened her eyes, and I saw it, the slight doubt that I might be bullshitting her. “I waited for you. It could have never been anyone but you, Callie.”

“I love you, Adam. It’s only ever been you for me, too,” she whispered with unshed tears of love in her gaze. “Make love to me.”

“Fuck, baby, how can I say no when you ask me so damn sweetly?” I lined the wide crown of my cock up with her entrance. It was a miracle I didn’t go cross eyed with how damn good she felt. My toes curled. She was so wet and tight a prickle of fear stirred at the back of my neck.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I muttered, leaning forward, covering her body with mine.

“You won’t,” she panted. I pushed forward carefully, testing slightly. Without looking away from her, our eyes locked, I pulled back and knew I had to be fast about it. I thrust forward in one long stroke, filling her pussy, breaking her cherry and swallowing her cry.

“Shh…” I soothed as I fought my body to keep still over her. “You okay, Cal?” My voice trembled. I pressed my forehead against hers. “Please talk to me, ladybug.” She gasped, and I felt as her walls rippled around me, gripping me tighter as she clenched around me. “Fuck, baby,” I groaned.

“You feel so good, Adam. I’ve never… I didn’t know it was going to feel like this,” she whimpered in awe.

“You feel so damn good, baby.”

“I’m yours.” When she opened her eyes, a tear rolled down her face.

“Shit, you’re crying,” I rasped. Had I hurt her? “Baby, I’ll pull out—“ Any other words died on my tongue when Callie’s legs wrapped tighter around me, resting the heels of her feet against the small of my back in an attempt to keep me right where I was. “Baby,” I groaned. I didn’t want her in pain.

“Shh…” She lifted her body up, somehow pulling me in deeper into that perfect pussy, before she kissed me. “Happy tears,” she said against my lips. “That’s all. It doesn’t hurt. I feel—“ Her voice cracked and she moaned.

“How do you feel, baby?” I whispered against her lips, our breaths mingling sweetly.

“Full. Complete.”

“Complete,” I repeated.

“Does that make sense?”

“Fuck yeah, it does.” I swallowed. My skin was pulled taut over my body, my muscles rigid as I tried to not to move until she told me.

“I need you to move,” she urged, squirming beneath me.

“Baby, I’m not going to last,” I tried to warn. Her velvety wet warmth was too much.

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not. Not for our first time.”

“It’s okay,” she repeated against my face, her plush lips on the shell my ear. “If you come, we just do it again. Practice makes perfect.”

“Fuck, Callie,” I groaned. “That dirty little greedy mouth of yours is going to make me nut way too fast.”

“Love me,” she urged, and I started to move.

We kept looking into one another’s eyes as I listened closely to every sound she made, telling me what she liked and what she didn’t, as I sawed in and out of her body. Sweat coated our skin, the sound of our bodies coming together, and our moans and pants echoed in the sex-scented room. My balls drew up tightly when I glanced down between us.

The evidence of her innocence, of the gift she’d given me, was smeared on my length.