Free Lured In (Dark Paradise, #1) by V. R. Avent Page A

said, “Baby, no one has ever made me cum so hard and loud like that. No one. Ever,” he reiterated before kissing me.
    I was very happy and pleased to hear him tell me how much I had satisfied him and that I am the only one who had made him feel that way. That voice inside of me surfaced again and said,
Get lost in him. Free yourself. Get dirtayer
. I decided to obey.
    “I told you, sir, that I want you deep inside of me. Now I am telling you that I need you deep inside of me.”
    “Aah, Abi, baby. I want nothing more than to be inside of your wet pussy.” He gently yanked my head backward and ravished my neck.
    “Ooh. Mmm,” I moaned.
    He worked his way down to my breasts. He pinched them, paying close attention to my response.
    “Ooh!”
    He licked and twirled them between his fingers.
    “Mmm.”
    “You it like, baby? Does it please you?” he asked. I nodded my head.
    “I can’t hea—”
    “Yes!” I screamed out in pleasure instantly, before he could finish.
    “Good girl. Real good girl,” he said with a devilish grin.
    He pulled on them with his teeth and stared me in the eyes as he pulled back.
    “Ah…Zach,” I moaned loudly.
    My pussy started singing, as I felt my body build up with more excitement than it had previously known. He released them from his teeth while gently shaking his head and then cupped and sucked them with great force.
    “Z…Za…Zach.”
    Smiling wickedly, he pulled my legs from underneath me, and before I knew it, my legs were on either side of him, and he was between my thighs. I started panting more and tripping over my own tongue.
    “Za…Za…Za…Zach.”
    He kissed me and silenced my stuttering voice. He took my neck again, and I moaned loudly from the sensation of him devouring my neck and throat. My juices started trickling down from my pussy opening to my ass. He grabbed one of the condoms from the nightstand, ripped the gold packet open, and swiftly put the condom on. He pulled me by the top of my thighs, just below my pelvic, closer to his erection. With his left hand guiding his erection, he rubbed his mushroom head against my clit a few times, which made me sigh deeply. With his erection still in his hand, he ran the head of it against my wet opening a few times. He pushed into me, and I felt my opening as it stretched to adapt to his enormous erection. I lifted my back off the bed and cried out. He pulled back partially and then pushed in again.
    “My god, Abigail. You are so fucking tight. When was the last time you had sex?”
    He looked down, still inside of me, and waited for a response. I turned my face to the right, away from his.
    “Umm…About three and a half years.”
    “Three and a half years?”
    I nodded my head.
    “Why didn’t you tell me, Abigail?”
    I shrugged my shoulders. He lifted my chin, kissed me, and said, “I can’t hear you.”
    “I don’t know why, really. I guess I didn’t think it was necessary or important. Why does it even matter to you?”
    “You know, I could have hurt you. That’s why it matters, baby. I was about to fuck your brains out. And trust me, baby, I’m going to in all places and positions imaginable. But we have to take it slow, now, to loosen you up. I don’t want you too sore. OK?” He kissed me.
    “OK,” I answered.
    “We’re going to work on you communicating better, also,” he added.
    “Um, Zach?”
    “Um, what?”
    “Speaking of communication. Is this…I guess this …”
    “Just spit it out, baby.”
    How can I tell him that tonight was the first time I ever experienced an orgasm, minus the self-stimulation?
I didn’t want him thinking he was inadequate because I didn’t orgasm with sex, so I just wanted to give him the heads-up. I lay there in silence, just looking him in the eyes.
    “Say it already,” he demanded.
    “I never had an orgasm until tonight, on the wall.” I motioned my head to the wall where we had been.
    “Are you shitting me right now?”
    “No. I am