Her moans and screams were music to my ears. I hardly wanted to stop but I needed to. My cock was way past feeling uncomfortable still zipped up. Lowering her legs to the bed, I removed a latex condom from my wallet, which had been in my back pocket. I tossed my wallet to the floor and quickly undid my jeans, sliding them down along with my underwear.

“Wh-what is that?” Deborah questioned from her position on the bed.

My gaze went to what she was staring at in my hand. “Condom.”

“Oh.” She bit her lower lip. “For protection, right. So I won’t get pregnant.”

Shit. My cock actually jumped at the mention of her pregnant with my child. What the fuck was happening?

“Y-yes,” I responded, ripping the condom wrapper open and placing it over the tip of my dick. I ran the condom down the stem of my cock before moving back to the bed.

I paused just after lining my cock up with her opening, and stared up into her eyes. “You know this makes you mine, right?” The words fell from my mouth before I even knew they were there.

“Yours?”

“Mine. As in no other fucking man can touch you.” The first time in my life I’d made a declaration like that.

“That means your mine, too, then.”

My dick jumped again. The idea of being hers was as enticing as she belonging to me. I didn’t mind it at all.

Instead of responding verbally, I began sliding into her core, slowly at first, straining every muscle in my body, forcing myself to go slow. I won’t rush our first time together. Just as I had that thought, I stilled completely when I met resistance.

I pinned Deborah with my eyes, our gazes meeting before she averted her eyes.

“Look at me,” I ordered.

Her eyes slid back to me.

“Are … is this your first time?” I could barely get the question out.

She hesitated, but eventually nodded.

“Shit!”

“It’s not—” She broke off, starting to sit up.

“No,” I stopped her. “I wish I had known. I would’ve made this so much better for you.” I wasn’t a roses and chocolate kind of guy but for her I would’ve been.

“I-I don’t need that other stuff,” she said. Her hand went to cup my cheek, soothing me. I nuzzled my cheek against her hand. She was serious, but I still wished I would’ve known. I made a mental note for the next time to do this right.

“I’ll take it slow.”

I began sliding in, pushing through the resistance I felt. “Don’t tighten up. Relax. Breathe, Princess,” I cooed, working to ease her tension as well as mine. Eventually, she relaxed and I slid deeper inside of her until I was all of the way in.

I lowered my lips to hers, kissing her with all of the passion coursing through my body in that moment. “You feel so fucking good,” I stated against her lips. “Am I hurting you?”