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Dio took her desires and continued to touch her. Between circling her clit and running his fingers through her wetness, he periodically pushed against her vagina, going in deeper and deeper.

Then, he put his finger inside her and pressed his thumb down on her nub at the same time. The sensation sent her spiraling into an orgasm. She heldher breath. Her pussy squeezed down on his finger, and heat flashed over her whole body.

A burst of air came from her, and she panted, riding the jolts powering off all over her body.

"That's it." Dio shifted and got between her legs.

Unable to move, she held on to his forearms as he widened her legs. The orgasm had taken everything out of her.

Dio pressed his cock against the V of her body. The size, hardness, and brutal strength overwhelmed her. She second-guessed herself.

Maybe she wasn't ready for him.

"Dio?"

He went down to his elbows, pressing his weight against her, and framed her face with his hands. "Don't be scared."

"I'm not." She was.

It was ridiculous. Everyone her age had already lost their virginity. With Maverick for a dad, she hadn't had the freedom that so many of her friends had—even Mariah.

"Breathe." He kissed the corner of her mouth. "Let out the air."

It was hard to inhale with him on top of her, but she tried and quickly exhaled. She gasped at the sudden pressure trying to force its way into her body.

"Can I tell you something?" Dio lifted his head, stopping any movement. "You've put me through hell lately. I thought something was wrong with me—looking at you like I've never seen you before. Overnight, you grew up, and no one told me what that would be like."

She warmed, knowing he suffered. "I thought you were distancing yourself from me."

"Never." He kissed her lips. "I love you, princess."

A sharp pinch stilled her. Dio gazed into her eyes, sweat beading on his forehead. She hadn't noticed him taking her virginity until it was gone.

His heart raced against her. She tightened her pussy, testing for any pain.

"Jesus," he muttered. "Don't do that."

"You don't like?"

"You're going to have me spilling my nut."

She grinned, loving the power she held. For the first time, she felt like she had something to give to him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and hooked her feet behind his calves. He'd taken the one thing she had to give him.

There was no longer any discomfort. Having already orgasmed, she clenched her pussy again.

Dio grunted, pushing against her. She sucked in air, taken by surprise at the way he felt sliding inside of her.

Soft mews, half surprise, half desperation, filled the room. It was her, making that noise.

She rocked underneath him each time he came down on her.

His balls slapped her ass.

Underneath him, her body regained its strength, and her pussy remained tight on him—no longer under her control.

Shifting his weight to one arm, he brushed his fingers against her hip and reached between theirbodies. He found her clit in the wetness they'd created.