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“You feel good, Cal—”

Fuck... “Open your legs further apart, I want to taste you.” What? How the heck did that come about? I was planning to play with her clit, but my mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.

Desire pooled those crystal eyes and I yearned to see the heat burn into her eyes—burning for me.

My trail of thoughts was shocking to me, but I wasn’t going to lie, the thought of taking her virginity kept my blood boiling. The animal in me—the possessive part—rejoiced at the thought of being her first man.

She was pure, untouched and delectable. What more could I ask? I was sure, from here on out, each time I thought of Stella, I would always be transported to the time I took her purity.

Stella splayed into this position was pushing my limits. Her hymen—the tiny skin—was evident from my view.

Moving onto the bed, I situated myself on my knees in between her thighs. Her heady musky scent made my senses sing. The sight of her pink, untried slit, was epic beauty for my eyes.

“My God!” Stella yelped as my tongue took a long swipe against her sweet cunt.

It all went a little crazy from there.

Her moans took me to the edge of my resistance as I devoured her juicy pu**y. Stella writhing, lifting her hips, offering it more as I sucked on her essence, was the hottest thing to witness.

I didn’t know what was more of a torture: Stella’s moans or her body’s reaction to my ministrations.

But I knew I had to do something to relieve myself, so I had to pull my c**k out of my swim shorts and stroke it slowly. A few minutes

later, my hips started to grind on their own accord, humping the sheets of the bed as I paid homage to her sweetness.

“Callum!” she panted out, eyes closed. “Shit! I’m coming.” And did she just that...exploded into my mouth. I was a blue ball of racketing pain as I eyed her slit. I hated myself for giving in, but I had to ask her...or I wasn’t going to be able to sleep tonight. A quick stroke in the bathroom wasn’t going to do the trick, I knew that much.

“Would it be okay if I penetrate you with the head? I’m not going all in. I’ll stop before I break the barrier.”

Eyes still closed, she whispered her response. “Anything you want from me, Cal take it.”

This woman was divine. I didn’t need to be told twice, I was going in. “Hell. Christ, Stella.” I groaned out, while I watched as the head of my shaft pressed against her small entrance, forcing its way in. I felt her tight muscle give in, springing it open as I slid into her, ever so gently.

Stella immediately tensed, but didn’t say a thing, so I kept pushing in until I felt her barrier. My head expanded, throbbing inside her. Her wetness and tightness got my hips rolling, surging for more—for my own relief. Pulling the head back out, I watched again as it pried her aching entrance.

A few more times like that and Stella was already begging me to get it over with. As much as I wanted to get it over with, I knew tonight wasn’t the time.

Stella writhed as she watched our semi-adjoining sexes and went simply livid. “Take me, Cal—just f**king take me!” She demanded, lost in the paradise of euphoric sensations as I upped my speed. Before I knew it, I was readying to come.

A torn pained sound came out of me as I f**ked her harder. I was panting hard as I pulled out my cock, stroked it and came all over her pu**y, covering it with my white essence.

Fuck, I barely made it out. Fuck! I collapsed on her side, a small smile forming on my lips. “That was amazing!” Stella murmured sleepily. Stella had no idea just how amazing it could get... we barely just started.

~C~

The next day, I watched as Stella strolled towards the gardens, deep in thought. My family’s persistent questioning might be a big part to her sudden somber quietness. My grandmother, and most especially my mother, certainly didn’t hold back tonight.

To an extent, this was my fault because I had asked for a favor. All I have to do now was to figure out a way to put that stunning smile back on her face. The blatant way I admitted that I found Stella beautiful brought something out of me, like a sense of protectiveness to the calm, always composed beguiling beauty.

Stella may not be the prettiest woman I know, but there was something about her that put me at ease. Her presence alone soothed me. The reasons I could think were: that she was Richard’s sister. Her sunny presence was infectious. Lastly, I was extremely comfortable and at ease with her. Not once did I feel like I had to pretend to be someone I was not, and I liked that a lot.

In some ways, her presence never failed to make me feel...happy, perhaps?

After all, her family treated me with love and kindness. For that, I will always be grateful and I would do anything to protect the only thing that was left of them here.

After last night’s taste of what was yet to come, I couldn’t look at Stella the way I used to. I was looking forward to how she was going to be when I fully broke her in, tested, oiled and gunned to the hilt.

No matter what happens after tomorrow night, I will always treat Stella with kindness and respect.

Chapter 7

Callum

After ten minutes of waiting for Stella to emerge from the garden, I got impatient, went outside and followed the route she walked through.

It was dark, but there was solar lighting surrounding the area. I saw the back of her figure, staring out the lake with the moon high above her. I should’ve stayed put and left her alone in peace, but I couldn’t.

After last night, something shifted in me and things became…different.

As I approached, Stella looked back and gave me a small . Once I reached her, my arms encircled around her stomach as I slowly pushed her back against my body. “Feel like having some company?” I murmured against her ear.

Stella tilted her head to the side, smiling. “I like your company very much, Callum.”

“Everything okay?” I asked, now worried that she might have second thoughts.

Stella gave a small sigh. “Work. It’s stressful sometimes.”

Very much relieved by her answer, I whispered against her ear. “Press your back against my body.” She did. “Relax.” She let out another sigh when my hand massaged the back of her neck, where her head and neck connected. I started out slow but with deep pressure, just enough to release good blood circulation. “Now breathe.”

Stella was now limp in my arms as she gave out small pleasurable moans. “What’s in your thoughts now?”

“You.”

You…the way she said it turned me on, badly. After last night, each time I glanced at her, my c**k twitched. Even when she was discussing the news during dinner, my c**k twitched underneath the table, because all I could think about was her, like this.