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‘Does it hurt?’ His hands slide around my front and cup my brsts

‘A little’

‘Take your time, Livy Give your body time to accept me’

‘It does accept you,’ I object Every modicum of me accepts him My mind, my body, my heart

‘We have all the time in the world Don’t rush it’ He circles s start to tre tothe back of my head fall onto his shoulder One hand leavesupit

‘How are you keeping so still?’ I push the words through controlled breaths, wanting to releasemuscles and take him to the hilt, but I’m wary of the pain it’ll cause

‘I don’t want to hurt you’ He turns his face into ently ‘Trustout of me Down a bit more?’

I nod and drop a fraction further ‘Oh God’ I grit

‘Get past this and we’re in a whole neorld of pleasure’

‘Why does it hurt so much?’

‘I don’t want to sound self-assured, but’ He gasps and starts to shake ‘Fucking hell, Livy’

‘Miller!’ I hold ht onto his lap on a shocked yelp ‘Shit!’

‘Are you okay?’ he shouts ‘Jesus, Livy, tell me you’re okay’

I’ve broken out in a sweat, and I’, despite my relaxed body It’s beyond my control ‘I’m okay’ I nuzzle into his neck so you?’

‘Yesno!’ I pull away froiveis a rit my teeth and push up fro down, less controlled than I planned He barks I yelp ‘Miller, I can’t!’ I feel utterly defeated by the rab hold of the heaviness in ot the strength required to take ainst his chest,laboured fro

‘Shhhh,’ he soothes me ‘Do you want me to take care of it?’

‘Please’ I feel useless, feeble

‘I don’t think I’ve worked hard enough to break you in, Olivia Taylor’ He executes a slow, fir deep but not instigating the sharpness that’s causing me discomfort

‘H his pal hirinds continuously, around and around, over and over ‘How does that feel?’

‘Perfect,’ I breathe

‘Can you lift a little bit?’

I don’t answer, lifting e ‘You’re so patient withwhether he’s this attentive with every woman he’s slept with

‘You htly, too, his hands drifting from my hps to my brsts, then ontohis fingers through mine, he lifts my useless limbs and takes theently, pulls back and inches forward once more ‘Let me taste you’

I turnsince I’ve seen them ‘Thank you’ I don’t knohy I’ve said that, but I feel the profound need to voiceme?’ His eyes twinkle curiously as he maintains the steady flow of his body intoreplaced with pure, beautiful pleasure

‘I don’t know,’ I admit quietly