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  She giggled as he smiled, sheathing himself before he crawled back on top of her. He settled between her legs, his cock lying against her pulsating center. “Actually, I was trying to figure out how you were going to fit inside me. You are one big man, Markus Reeves.”

  “Biggest you’ll ever have too,” he said with a wink, and she scoffed.

  “Cocky much?”

  “Always,” he said, kissing her nose and then her lips. “This is going to be quick, and I’m apologizing now.”

  She couldn’t stop her giggle. “We have all night.”

  “Exactly,” he said as he went up on his knees, pressing hers back before he positioned his tip at her entrance. When he pushed in, she cried out a bit. It was a tight fit, but he slowly inched in until she looked as if she was in pain. “Whoa, you okay?”

  She nodded tightly. “It hurts.”

  “Okay, it’s tight, stop clenching,” he laughed and she smiled.

  “Sorry!” she laughed, and his heart melted. She was so pretty, so innocent.

  Wait.

  Too innocent.

  Her face was red, her eyes were wide, and her heart was jackhammering in her chest. As she gazed up at him, her face full of nerves, she said, “I think I’m good. Am I relaxed?”

  “Wait.”

  “Huh?” she asked, and it all dawned on him. How had he not realized? Did he need her that bad? But then, she came at him all sexy and seductive! How was he supposed to know?

  Holding her gaze, and even though he was pretty sure of her answer, he asked, “Are you still a virgin?”

  Mekena’s heart stopped.

  She thought he knew. Hadn’t she told him? Why would she tell him that? Crap, was that bad? Should she have told him? Her cheeks darkened as she bit her lip. “I think I was until like four seconds ago… But do you have to move? Am I not until after you move in and out?”

  “Mekena!” he cried, his cock throbbing inside of her. Holy crap, it hurt, but it also felt good, which was really weird. She just wanted him to move. To do something. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  Laughing nervously, she gave him a look. “What did you want me to say? ‘Hey, I want you, you big stud. And by the way, I’m a virgin.’? No! I just went with my gut.”

  His face twisted in dismay. “But this isn’t how your first time should be.”

  “What? It’s fine! Can you move? It’s kinda tight in there,” she asked tentatively, and he gawked at her.

  “I would have lit candles, serenaded you, or something,” he said, and she could tell he was really bothered by the fact that he hadn’t known.

  Reaching up, she cupped his face, bringing him down to where their lips almost touched. “This is perfect. I promise.”

  “How are you still a virgin, Mekena? I mean, you came at me pretty hot. Different from when we were together before.”

  She grinned. “I’ve started reading romance novels.”

  Laughing, his face broke into a grin. “Are you sure you want me to move? If I do, your cherry will be popped. I’m only half in.”

  Her eyes widened. Half in! Crap. Her heart kick-started even faster as she nodded. “I want you to. I really do, Markus.” Gazing into his eyes, she knew the truth. “I’ve always wanted it to be with you.”

  Swallowing hard, he bit into his lip. God, he was so beautiful. Sweat gathered around his hairline, and his eyes were dark and dilated just for her. His body, it was a masterpiece made by God. His muscles were so thick, so defined, and she felt safe in his arms. She loved his shoulders the most, though, how big and sturdy they were. But then her eyes dropped to his sinful mouth and thick lips, and everything else couldn’t compare. He could blow her world to smithereens with those lips. His heart was pounding against hers, and both of them were breathing erratically as he looked down into her eyes, gazing at her with such love and admiration in them.

  “You ruined me, Mekena. For everyone else. I swear it,” he whispered, and her heart flew.

  “Kiss me,” she whispered back, and he grinned as his mouth dropped to hers.

  “Gladly.” Then he was kissing her as he gradually started to fill her even more. It was tight and it hurt, causing her eyes to squeeze shut. She wanted to tell him to stop, but he was being so gentle, going so slow when she could tell he wanted to ram into her. He was shaking, his hands dug into the sheet beside her head, and his eyes were wild along with his breath, but he went painfully slowly, drawing out each thrust before pulling back out.

  “Are you okay?”

  “I am,” she answered, holding on to his shoulders. “It’s a bit uncomfortable.”

  “I’m sorry, do you want me to stop?”

  “No, I figure it’ll get better.”

  His eyes widened as he nodded. “I sure as hell hope so!”

  Laughing, he leaned his head against hers as he thrust into her and then back out, his hand taking her by the back of the leg, lifting her a bit off the bed.

  “Oh, that feels a lot better,” she gasped out and he smiled.

  “Yeah?” he asked, thrusting into her, his fingers digging into her leg.

  “Yes, yes,” she muttered, arching her back as he moved in and out of her, his rhythm picking up along with his grunts. Holding on to his arms, she cried out as her orgasm took her once more, sending her into the clouds as Markus stilled, his body going taut as his cock throbbed hard inside of her. Closing her eyes, she sucked in a much-needed breath, letting it out harshly as he fell to the side of her, wrapping her up in his arms, pulling her on top of him. He kissed her hairline and then her cheek, and her eyes stayed closed as her body tingled with the love he had just shown her.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded, cuddling into him.

  “I’m great.”

  His hands squeezed her ass, and she smiled against his jaw, kissing him before cuddling deeper.

  “You wore me out, holding off like that.”

  “Well, if it makes you feel better, I don’t think I can walk.”

  “It does,” he answered and she giggled. He was such a nerd. “But considering this was your first time, I’m pretty sure you need to clean up.”

  She didn’t understand at first, but then she realized what he was talking about. Sliding to the side of him, she looked down to find what he had expected. “Well, that’s gross.”

  “Eh, it’s part of it.”

  “Taken a lot of girl’s virginities?” she teased, and he scoffed.

  “No way, I just know from the horror stories of friends.”

  “Well, now you have one of your own,” she joked, trying to scoot away with some dignity, but he stopped her.

  Bringing her down to him, he kissed her nose. “This is no horror story, Mekena Preston. This is a fairy tale.”

  Her lips quirked as she kissed him quickly. “Corny ass.”

  “You love it,” he said as she got up and grabbed her underwear.

  She nodded. “I do.” Looking around the room, she felt awkward for a moment and then grossed out because she’d bled all over him too. “I’m gonna go back to my room to clean up. Okay?”

  He smiled. “Okay, unless you want to join me in the shower.”

  While that sounded amazing, she needed to gather herself. “Would it offend you if I wanted just a moment?”

  Still grinning, he shook his head. He looked delectable, all laid out, so big and so tall on the bed, his body covered in a sheen of sweat. “It would if you went without giving me another kiss and then promising to come back.”

  Her face broke into a huge grin as she leaned on the bed, meeting her lips to his, and his fingers threaded into her hair. She went to pull back, since she felt messy and her OCD was kicking in, but he stopped her. “You’ll come back?”

  “Yeah.”

  “And I don’t have to move to the hotel?”

  She grinned. “No.”

  “And you did this because you wanted to, right? Not because you felt sorry for me?”

  Her brow furrowed. “W