She chuckled, and the movement nudged her pussy on his cock. He didn’t move though, even with his blue balls. She placed her hand on his arm, and he smiled.

“See, I don’t bite too much.”

“I don’t think you bite at all.”

He winked at her. “You’d be surprised.”

She squeezed his arm a little, then moved up, going to his shoulder. “I like your tattoos.”

“Do you want one?”

“A tattoo?”


“No. I’m sorry. I couldn’t stand having a needle piercing my skin or marking me. I’m kind of a coward.”

“You’re not a coward.”

“I’d rather be here having sex with you than trying to date. Doesn’t that make me a coward?”

“No, it makes you someone who knows what you want. Do you really want to date?” he asked.

As far as sex topics went, this one wasn’t bad. He’d experienced worse. Talking about Aria dating other men wasn’t good for him though. He hated the hit of jealousy he was getting from the thought of her laughing and joking with other men. It wasn’t even a little funny. If Trey and Dale could see him now, they’d be laughing their asses off.

He’d never cared about women. None of them ever appealed to him to even spend a little time with. It’s why when he went to the bar, he either went alone, or with one of his friends. Talking about mundane things never appealed. With Aria, it was different.

“I do want to date. It probably sounds silly to you, but I do want things like a family and to get married. You know, the terrible things women want. I’ll have to date eventually, I guess. Sex is one thing, but one day, I’ll want more.”

Did she even consider having that something more with him? Of course not. He wasn’t the kind of guy she wanted to settle down with. He was the asshole who bullied her through high school.

He was not even on her radar, and if it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be with him now, with his cock balls deep inside her.

Change her mind.

I don’t want to.

Really? You don’t want to be her only choice?

He kept his lips pressed together. There was no way he was going to have this argument with himself as he was having sex with her.

Just as he was about to pull out of her completely so he could have this rational conversation, she moved her hips, pulling off his dick and then thrusting back on. It took him completely by surprise, so he stayed perfectly still watching her.

“It doesn’t hurt.” Her smile took his breath away.

Aria had grown into a beautiful woman.

“You want me to move?” he asked.

“Yes. Slowly, please.”

He pulled out of her pussy until only the tip of his dick remained. Max watched her closely as he began to rock back and forth. He didn’t give her the whole of his cock, just a little bit, building up her need.

When she could take him, and she wasn’t crying or whimpering, he increased his thrusts, going deeper, taking her harder, driving his dick deep inside her. Her nails sank into the flesh of his back as he fucked her.

It wasn’t hard or dirty fucking; he was driving inside her with a need. He’d been without a woman for so long, and now he was finally having the chance to be with this one, and he didn’t want to screw it up.

He craved her arousal, wanted her to be hungry and desperate for him and him alone.

Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them above her head, holding her down, making her take his cock. Glancing down the length of their bodies, he watched his cock piston in and out of her.

The condom was covering him, and all he wanted was to feel her tight heat wrapped around him. He’d never gone without a condom. The very thought of it should be insane. Instead, with Aria, he wanted it.

Gritting his teeth, he fucked her, feeling the first curls of his arousal travel up his spine. His balls ached, and within a matter of seconds, he flooded the condom. Closing his eyes, he let out a growl as he spilled his release deep into the condom. In the back of his mind, he wanted nothing more than to have filled her pussy. To have her swimming in his cum.

For now, he could wait.

Maybe one day, she’d trust him enough.

He collapsed over her, taking her lips in a searing kiss.

Aria was all his. Only, she didn’t know it yet. One day, she would.


Max continued to surprise her. The hotel room he’d booked had a bathroom. After he’d taken her virginity, he’d run her a bath, with salts, which he’d purchased, and carried her through.

Being carried was a new experience for her. She was so tense that she was tempted to throw herself out of his arms, but had held herself back. She didn’t want to injure anything and have to tell June and Molly what she’d done. His strength also surprised her. She wasn’t a slender woman, and still had a lot of weight on her. Max didn’t complain, not even about how heavy she was as he placed her gently in the bathtub.

He’d not taken his condom off until she was in the tub. She ran her hands through the bubbles, watching him. He’d tied the condom up and threw it in the trash before turning toward her.

She didn’t complain as he climbed into the tub. There was more than enough room for the both of them.

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re sure.”

She nodded. “Perfectly fine.” She was a little sore, but that was to be expected.

Max leaned forward, taking hold of her hand and locking their fingers together. She’d never held hands with a man before. He wasn’t in a rush to let go.

“I’d really wish you didn’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying.”

“I know you’re sore.”

“How do you know?”

“I read about it. Some women feel a great deal of discomfort their first time. It’s to be expected. Some are lucky and don’t feel a thing. There was blood on the condom, Aria. I know you’ve got to be hurting a little bit.”

Now her cheeks had gone red. She was a little embarrassed that he’d done research over this. Why would he do research?

“I’m not hurting a whole lot. It’s not even like a stinging pain or anything like that. It just aches a little. That’s all. It’s not bad. Promise.”

“Please don’t lie to me again.”

“I just told you the truth.”

“I know you just did, but I meant before. I want to take care of you, and the only way to do that is to know what is going on in that crazy head of yours.”

“I’m confused.”

“What about?”

“This. You. You researched having sex with a virgin?”

“Yep, and believe me, I don’t know if I was ready to deflower you.”

This made her giggle. “You sound like one of those old romance books. Deflower.”

“You know what you gave me was very precious, right?”

“Max, it wasn’t that big of a deal. Maybe a couple of hundred years ago. A woman’s virginity was a big deal. Not now. Not anymore.”

“It is a big deal. It’s huge. Women can spend their entire lives remembering their first time because it can have a great deal of meaning attached to it.”

“Or it could be just sex? Women don’t always carry around this need to know every single little detail about their partner. I think you’re mistaking a lot of things.”

“Look at Dale and Molly,” he said.

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