For the First Time: Twenty-One Brand New Stories of First Love (76 page)

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“You’re mine,” he growled the phrase out again, as if cementing it. Her inner muscles clenched around his girth, and he grunted. He pulled out of her so that just the hot tip of him was embedded in her opening and then shoved it back in. He was so large; she swore she could feel his pulse beat in his shaft, matching the frantic rhythm of her own heart. His thrusts, fierce and powerful, rocked her on the bed, moving her up an inch on the mattress.

“So fucking tight, baby.” His lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck. “When I’m done with you, your pussy will ache so damn good.”

She pinched her nipples harder as she listened to him talk dirty.

“And when I’m done with you, pretty girl, when you don’t think you can take anymore, I’m going to fucking claim you even more, give it to you until I’m the only man you’ll ever see yourself with.”

She gasped, his words so determined, his voice firm. It was as if he was making her aware that this was it, and that he was it for her.

“Say my name, baby, say it while I have my cock deep in your virgin cunt.”

“Jaxon,” she whispered his name. This might be her first time, and it was hard and rough, gritty and dirty. But it was everything she had been missing, she realized.

Her orgasm was a never-ending crescendo through her. She’d expected Jaxon to come right after her, but when she felt his teeth graze the skin of her throat, adding a bit of pressure, a bit of pain, she knew he wasn’t done with her yet.

“Let me see you stretched out, pretty girl, hands above your head, tits thrust out.” He slammed into her once more, holding her gaze with his, and groaned low. “I’m close to coming, baby.”

Hands above her head like he ordered, she held on to the headboard for leverage as he worked her pussy with his cock. A swivel of his hips on the down stroke, a bump to her clit with the root of his dick when he pushed inside, had her climbing closer to another orgasm.

How would she ever go back to having just a professional relationship with him? How would she be able to look at him without picturing this night, knowing what she’d done, and what he’d done to her? Just thinking about him ignoring her again, not even glancing her way at the office sent such an unexpected jolt of discomfort inside her that she frowned. No, now was not the time to worry about all of that, because even though she didn’t know what would happen, remembering what he’d told her, how she was his, had her confident this wasn’t just a one-night occurrence.

At least she hopped not.

“Stop thinking, Rose, and just let me make you feel good.” He emphasized his point by gripping her waist and pulling her down further on his dick so that he bumped deep into something agonizingly wonderful.

Was she that transparent that he’d noticed her mind was elsewhere? She didn’t have time to ponder it because his finger was on her clit again as he fucked her. Back arched, she tried to shift her body so she could slide further down on him; a hoarse moan of satisfaction left her when he pushed fully into her, his balls slamming against her ass.

Jaxon pulled out of her, but didn’t give her time to protest as he flipped her onto her belly, shoving a pillow under her hips and lifting her ass, spreading her open for him. There was no question that he could see every intimate part of her, and as if to prove her point, she felt him run his finger over her hairless folds.

“Please.” Her words were muffled in the bed sheets, but she knew he heard her.

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want.” Gruff, deep, and hard, Jaxon’s words gave her the strength to tell him what she wanted, what she needed.

“I need you; I need to come again.” This was her first time having sex, and already she felt like a fiend for him.

“All you have to do is ask, and I’ll give it to you, Rose. I’ll give you anything you want.” His fingers slipped between her body and the mattress, and he started rubbing her clit back and forth. It only took him three hard presses on her clit and she was coming hard. Her pussy tightened around his dick and he fucked her harder.

“Oh, God.”

“That’s it, baby. Milk the cum from me.” His hand on her wrists tightened to the point that she knew there would be bruises, but she welcomed them. The pain made it better, made the pleasure more carnal. He grunted once and pumped into her hard, so hard that she cried out as another orgasm worked its way through her.

He grunted, slammed into her once more, and stilled. She felt the hard, powerful jets of his cum filling her. After she finally felt her high dissipate and felt Jaxon’s body become less rigid, he collapsed on top of her. Their breathing was ragged, their skin sweat-slicked. She couldn’t hold her eyes open, couldn’t process the exhaustion that he’d caused within her.

“I’m not letting you go,” he whispered against her ear.

“I don’t know what that means, Jaxon.” Although she wasn’t a fool, and the word were pretty self-explanatory, she didn’t know if this was some kind of post-sex blur. She also didn’t want to come off as a fool and assume it was more than what it was.

She felt Jaxon pull her into a tight embrace.

“It means exactly what it sounds like, pretty girl. You’re mine.”

“But work? I mean this is all so sudden, so confusing.” He’d arranged it so she could be in the auction, have her bills paid for, and made sure he was the one that purchased her. She didn’t feel dirty or weird because of that, but hearing him say he wanted only her was something all together different.

“Just let me take care of you, let me make you feel good and happy.”

They could talk about this later, she supposed, because getting into what would happen in the future wasn’t something she wanted bombarding her during this euphoric moment.

Letting herself relax against him, Rose tried not to think about anything beyond right now. She hadn’t known this would be the outcome of being sold at a virginity auction, but she couldn’t say she wasn’t pleased with the outcome of it all, even if it had been frightening at first. Rose would just hold on for the ride and hope the horizon was bright.

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