She’s not posing, I know she isn’t, yet no centerfold has ever been as appealing as Alexa laying there in matching sheer black panties, her skin an olive tone glowing against the pure white of the comforter beneath her.
My hands aren’t steady as I reach out and slide the panties down her long legs. I cannot stop running my hands against the silk of her skin, finer than the expensive silk she is wearing. She does the shy thing again, closing her legs from my eyes. There is no gentle urging as I force her legs open to me. I am stunned to find her bare, completely smooth. The better to see her desire coating her lips, opening wide for me. Savage hunger surges through me. I fumble with the catch of my slacks and push them down.
I ignore the fear in her wide eyes, I know I’m large. At first, some women find my size uncomfortable, it will pass. In a move I will forever look back with shame on, I go down on my knees, widen her legs and surge into her in a hard, greedy push.
Jesus, she is so tight. Fuck, she is too tight. The yelp of pain that explodes from her runs down my spine like ice. Shit, shit, no. Consciousness rears its ugly head, I fight for control. Suspended above her, deep inside I’m telling myself any moment Alexa’s body will soften and accept me. Only as the seconds tick by it’s not happening. Alexa’s eyes are filled with tears.
It hits me then, like a fucking freight train. Everything I saw, everything she did that told me what I ignored because it was just so completely unbelievable. “Are you a virgin?”
She chokes back a sob as she nods. I recoil as if she struck me, moving off her, even pulling out causes her pain. Sonofabitch. I did not do this. I did not hurt her. Yet as I look down at her, I did. I have never touched a woman in anger, I have never sought to humiliate, I have never cared more for my own pleasure. Today I did. Today I ruined a moment for a woman that should have been filled with pleasure, a memory she should be able to cherish will only be filled with pain, no matter what she had done, she did not deserve what I did.
Like a coward, I flee before I fall on my knees and beg forgiveness that I do not deserve.
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Alexa
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