Virgin for the Night (For The Night #2) by C.J. Fallowfield Read Free Book Online

eyes.
    ‘The pain will ease, I promise,
just stay with me a little bit longer,’ I nodded as I kissed her again and
slowly started to move.
     

    Summer
    As he inched his way into me, I
felt like I was going to have a freak out. I wasn’t feeling any pleasure at the
moment, just pain as he stretched my virgin muscles to their absolute capacity. This was supposed to feel good, I thought as I tried desperately not to
scream my “stop” word at him. Billions of women around the world did this every
day, billions loved this. If I wanted children, which I did some day, I
needed to do this. I wasn’t a quitter, if I decided to do something I worked
damn hard until I achieved it, this was no different, except I had a feeling I
was going to suffer for many more days afterwards. I screamed as he broke
through the tight ring of muscle and I felt myself open up to him as a sharp
pain hit me. He looked down at me with a combination of concern and raging lust
written all over his chiselled handsome face.
    ‘It hurts … you’re so
big,’ I moaned. I could feel tears pricking my eyes as he promised the pain
would go if I bore with him. He leaned down and kissed me again, so softly. It
seemed totally out of character with his macho persona. He started to slowly
thrust in and out of me and I cramped my toes as I tried to get used to the
sensation of having something so large, so firmly wedged inside me. I could
feel my internal muscles rippling around him and tried blanking out the
discomfort by focussing on the fact that he was groaning and had a complete
look of bliss written all over his face. I bit the inside of my lip until his
kisses forced me to stop. I’d kissed a few boys in my time, always halting it
if they tried to touch me, but none of the kisses I’d experienced made me feel
the way Logan’s did. He just seemed to know exactly what he was doing and it
felt sensational. I let out a gasp as his pubic bone pressed firmly against my
clit on the inward thrusts and focussed on that pleasurable sensation before
the sting of the withdrawal hit me.
    ‘Summer,’ he sighed as he pulled
his head back to look at me. His grey eyes were completely alive and full of
something I couldn’t put my finger on. Concern, care, admiration? I mewled
again as he hit my clit and I lifted my hips up to meet him and watched a faint
smile play on his lips. ‘That’s it, move with me, relax your muscles and feel
me filling you so completely.’
    ‘Yes,’ I sighed as I flexed my
pelvis again. I wanted to break eye contact, he was inside me, I was
kind of embarrassed that this man I’d only meet a few hours ago was doing this
to me, but every time I looked away I felt lost and something drew me back.
    ‘Fuck,’ he groaned and I looked
at him horrified, wasn’t I doing this right, wasn’t he happy? ‘You’re amazing …
you feel … incredible, ’ he breathed on an exhalation, making me relax a
little. My breathing started to quicken, matching his as he started to move a
little faster. He started circling his hips as he thrust and I let out another
scream, but this time it was with pleasure.
    ‘ Logan, ’ I gasped and
heard him groan again. It was as if I’d just been injected with morphine, the
pain suddenly seemed insignificant to the blossoming of tingling that spread
through my body. It started right in my core, like hot water seeping outwards,
bathing me in the most amazing sensations as I felt his thickness stimulating
all my interior nerves, then that quick firm ram against my clit. My stomach
muscles were working overtime as we moved in unison, our hands tightly clenched
as my mouth started to spasm. I wanted to tell him that I was suddenly enjoying
it, no, enjoying it was too tame for what I was feeling. Loving it , was
more like it, but nothing was coming out except for high pitched squeals and
moans that sounded nothing like me.
    ‘That’s it baby, you’re coming …
O God Summer, come with me, come with me now, I want