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Elara moaned softly, her head tilting back, her fingers stroking deeper, faster. He would be gentle at first, knowing it was her first time. But not for long. The scent of her arousal, the feel of her tight heat would unravel his control. He would grip her hips and start to pound into her, each thrust erasing every memory of any woman who came before. His cock would fill her up, stretch her, claim her… make her his in every way that mattered. She imagined her legs locked around his waist, her nails scraping down his back. His sweat dripping onto her skin as he drove into her, whispering filthy promises against her lips.

Dante said, watching me lift my glass again, “I’ve never taken anyone on a date before.” My head snapped up. “What?” “This… this is your first?” My brows twitched at him. He nodded. “You’re my first for a lot of things,” he added. “Wanna guess what they are?” “Umm… first woman you liked?” I paused, licking my lips. “First divorced woman you wanted?” He didn’t answer. He leaned back, a smile spreading across his mouth. That was a no. The vibration hit again, harder this time and I almost jerked out of my seat. Wetness pooled between my thighs, spreading fast, and a moan slipped out before I could stop it. My hips moved on their own, grinding against nothing, and desperate for friction.

[Serenity’s POV] When you hear about your first time, you’re told about the pain, the fear, the embarrassment, all of that, but you’re not told about the new world that opens between you and your partner. One where you feel this overwhelming connection to the person because they were seeing and feeling all of you while in turn you were seeing and feeling all of them. Sex was scary, but it was exciting, and I couldn’t help but wonder what it really felt like. That’s why, I gingerly move while ignoring the sting of pain that comes from my walls being stretched in an attempt to adjust to Maverick’s fullness.

I needed to hug her so badly. "It's okay Katia," I tried to say. I was overwhelmed and so was she, so we lay in sobbing silence as our bodies subtly adjusted. "This is so beautiful," April said tenderly, watching us together and tracing a finger along Katia's thigh. "My first time was with the ass end of a hairbrush, and it did not want to snuggle afterwards." Katia chuckled through her tears, and I smiled as well. Then she was laughing. Each laugh wiggled us together and helped the connection lose some of its tight grip. I felt her body rise up and settle back as my cock moved underneath its own skin.

The night was filled with whispered confessions and stolen kisses, a testament to the strange, compelling bond that had begun to form between us. I woke up alone, my body aching in the most glorious of ways. The memories of the previous night surged within me - his touch, his taste, and his voice still ringing clearly in my head. I remembered the shock on his face when I told him it was my first time, his initial hesitation before my reassurance. Then, the hours of pleasure that followed, which I knew I would cherish in my heart forever.

I didn't know how to respond, because I have never thought of that ever in my life, really never know how it works, I knew it was a sexual relationship between a male and a male but I had never given it a thought in the real sense of things. Soon enough I started to understand what was going on, as many thoughts crossed through my mind in just a split second. "No, I haven't I answered" Okay there is always a first time for everyone, " he replied with a smile which made my skin crawl. I can teach you kinds of stuff, stuff you will love, I watched on as he moved closer to me, holding my hands, as I felt his breath against my skin. “ I'm sorry, I'm not interested," I replied hesitantly.

He hung above me, propped on his elbows, with his body pressing against mine, covering it all, and his eyes searching for answers in mine. "How." He asked, raising his eyebrows in amusement probably thinking this was one of my tricks. “You see,” I continued, ashamed. “I’ve never made love to anyone. I only fucked,” I finished and turned my head away, embarrassed. I was sure my cheeks turned the color of my hair because Matteo gently placed his hands on my hair making me feel safe. “Mia Cara,” he said gently, turning my face back toward himself. “You’re so vulnerable. I haven’t seen you like this before. Don’t be afraid. This will be your first time, but it will be a first one for me too. Our

I couldn't help the gasps and moans that escaped my mouth as visions flashed across my mind of sitting on my counter as I pulled him deep inside of me, like a dream that was too good to be true. My muscles gripped his shaft with everything they had as I sunk my fingers into his back, pulling his body into my own and holding on with every ounce of strength I had left. Exhaustion mixed with the erotic and emotional high of our first encounter together made both of us find our release quicker than intended. The amount of love I felt from him was almost overwhelming as the bond took it's rightful place. I held onto Levi tightly, not wanting to let go as our lungs worked for the oxygen they crave

It was starkly apparent in the man's gaze. Erin's eyes widened as the corners of his lips lifted. He drew her legs closer, parting them. A chill swept over her exposed skin. "Tell me, how did your phone sex start? What were the first things you said to him?" That was sufficient to cause Erin's lips to quiver and her entire body to shudder. She couldn't rationalize why he consistently sparked her passion or why she frequently found herself exhilarated by the prospect of their intimacy. "D-did you actually believe that?" she asked.

He chuckled between his kisses on my nape, tickling me. "Then I will. I've lost control. I can't control myself when you're near me. What did you do to me? I'm new to this." I was also new to this; I didn't have any experience with relationships. This was my first. I only learned about relationships through books, others' experiences, and observations. And I couldn't believe I was already igniting a fire between me and Colten.