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Pressing his face against her cunt, he breathed her in, and using the tips of his fingers, he spread the lips of her sex apart. Evander slid his tongue across her clit, gliding it back and forth, working her up to a fever pitch, and then he moved down toward her entrance, but he was not going to penetrate her. He would do that with his dick.

He slid his tongue back up to her clit and danced across her nub, then he took her between his teeth, biting down just a little. The sounds she made were the sweetest he had ever heard.

Evander focused on her clit, flicking his tongue back and forth, feeling her body quiver, hearing the sounds she made, knowing she was getting closer to reaching that peak. He took her to that point, and then pushed her right over the edge.

There was going to be a time and a place to keep teasing her. For now, he needed her to orgasm, because he felt like he was going to come in his pants, and that wasn’t what he wanted for tonight.

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Callie looked at Evander as he moved her further up the bed, and then she held her legs open. She was more than ready for this, which in itself was terrifying because she had never been with a guy, nor had she ever wanted to be. After seeing the way men reacted at Guy’s Titties, it was enough to turn a woman away from men for life.

She wasn’t looking for a guy to go drooling over other women. She was looking for a man just for her. Actually, she had long stopped looking for men, period. Evander had walkedinto her world, he’d saved her, protected her, and this didn’t feel wrong.

Callie knew it was crazy and when reality set in, this could all be some kind of setup to use her. Maybe he was no different than the others. She was moving too fast with him. Callie was not a fool. She knew men played a good game to get what they wanted. But she had to keep the hope that he was everything he said he was.

This was the first time in her life that she truly wanted his attention.

Evander moved between her thighs, and she was still feeling the aftershocks of her arousal. It had taken her by surprise, and she wanted more. Nibbling her lip, she looked at him and knew she was ready as he reached between his body.

She didn’t quite know when he’d gotten naked, but Evander didn’t have any clothes on. They were both completely nude. It felt deliciously erotic.

She stared into his green eyes as he looked down on her intently, and she wanted to know what was going through his mind. She didn’t want this to stop.

She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her core, and she waited. When he eased inside her, Callie thought she was ready. The sudden hit of pain took her by surprise, and she didn’t like pain. She cried out, arching up, and he grabbed her hands, pressing them against the bed, and then he swallowed down her cry.

Callie stayed perfectly still because she didn’t want to set off any more pain. Evander didn’t move, although she did feel him throbbing inside her. She remained tense, unsure what to do next. This is not how she wanted her first time to go, even though that was so stupid of her, because she knew a woman’s first time always hurt. And she didn’t want to disappoint Evander. She wanted the first time to be good for both of them.

“I’ve got you,” he said.

Callie didn’t think it was possible, but slowly, the pain started to lessen. He kissed along her earlobe, and he smelled so damn good. She no longer wanted to pull away or escape him. The hard ridge of his cock started to feel so good.

Still, Evander didn’t move. She didn’t know how to ask him to just move, so she gave a little wriggle, thrusting her pelvis against his.

Evander growled. “Fuck, baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.

His gruff voice aroused her.

“You’re not hurting me. It just startled me at first.”

She looked up at him and waited. At first, he didn’t move. He locked their hands together, and it felt so intimate. Callie knew he was the one in charge. That was what he was trying to tell her, and she liked it. She liked him being in control, making all the decisions, and when he pulled out just a little, then pressed back in, she couldn’t help but cry out—but this was not from pain. This felt incredible.

“How does it feel?” he asked.

“Good,” she said. She felt her cheeks start to heat.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

He tightened his grip on her hands, and then he pulled all of the way out, or at least she thought he was going to, but then he thrust back inside her. Callie tensed, but it was pointless to do so. She wasn’t hurting. This felt perfect.

Evander took it slow, his thrusts gliding inside her, and then pulling out until the tip of him was inside her, but then he’d slam inside again.

She loved the pressure of him. The fullness. He started to speed up, and the sounds of their slapping flesh echoed around the room. He let go of her hands, but he did so in order tograb the headboard, and Callie wrapped her hands around his tight waist, no longer caring that moments ago she was in pain. All she cared about now was the mindless pleasure they were experiencing and just how good it felt. She was connected to him on a deeper level, like they were one. She was no longer a virgin.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Callie, and now you’re all mine.”

She had no idea what he meant as he suddenly tensed up and she cried out as the pleasure struck her hard. Evander let out an aroused groan, and she felt the hard kick of his cock as he came. She watched him, unable to look away. He looked so consumed with his pleasure, and she held onto him, knowing she was never going to forget this moment.