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lifting me and sitting me on the edge of the bed.  “We should talk, but all I can think about is seeing how fast I can make you come.”
    In some strange daze, I sat there staring at him, even when his hands lifted my ass and quickly pulled off the last barrier of clothing I had on.  He spread my legs quickly, pushed me back on the bed, and his head fell between my thighs.  I was nowhere near prepared when his tongue lapped over my clit, sending a myriad of pleasurable sensations racing through my body. 
    My hands clenched the comforter as he plunged deep into my core repeatedly, leaving my mind in a completely overwhelmed state.  This was like nothing I’d ever felt before. All I could do was whimper nonsense words as he pleasured me.  He feasted on my core like it was the most enjoyable treat, and before I could catch my breath, I came undone completely.
    At my scream of pleasure, he stood and pulled off his boxers, giving me little time to think about what he was doing, or view his overwhelming anatomy.  He moved over to the bedside table, retrieved a condom, ripped the package open, and had it on faster than I thought was humanly possible. “I can’t wait.  Later I’ll take things slow.”  He pulled my ass to the very edge of the bed, came between my legs, and before I even understood what he was doing, he thrust through the barrier of my innocence, leaving me shattered.
    I screamed at the agonizing pain, angry that all the pleasure had left abruptly to be replaced by something so horrible.  “Stop!” I wanted to punch him in the face, or rip off his dick, which was the thing causing me such discomfort.  Unbidden, tears streaked down my cheeks and I pushed wildly at his chest, trying to get him off of me.
    “What the fuck?” He stilled on top of me, making no movement whatsoever as he stared down into my eyes.  “Tell me you’ve done this before.”
    It felt like time stood still as I tried to accommodate his large size filling me.  My entire body tensed, with a feeling of being ripped apart. I didn’t want to talk. Crawling into some corner to lick my wounds was a superior idea, and I shook my head slowly.  I hated this.  I seriously thought that women should be slapped in the face for saying there was anything remotely pleasurable in this act of being speared.
    “Fuck.  Forgive me, kitten.  I’m not going to move.  Just breathe.” True to his word, he didn’t budge, but what I wanted more was for him to get off me.  I hated this sensation of being impaled and kept in place. 
    I struggled until I discovered that increased the pain, and then I stilled barely even taking a breath.  The man was huge, and I could feel him throbbing inside me.  The burning sensation was starting to lessen, but I felt almost overly full and it wasn’t comfortable.  “I don’t like this.” I wasn’t sure if I was telling him that, or just reminding myself that this sex thing really sucked.
    He chuckled in a self-depreciating way, and moved his hand to brush my hair out of my face.  The movement forced him deeper inside of me and I groaned.  “I’m sure you don’t right now, but I can make it better.” I rolled my eyes at his lie, and he grinned.  “Trust me.”
    Since I was basically at his mercy, I didn’t see that I had much choice.  With a heavy sigh, I nodded my acceptance, sure he was just trying to do whatever it was men did to make them enjoy this shit.  His smile brightened and those full lips that I’d admired earlier tonight found mine.  The kiss was definitely better than the sex, and I tentatively met his tongue with mine as it slipped into my mouth.
    This I liked. My eyes closed as our tongues danced together.  Without him moving that huge organ, the pain slowly receded. I began to enjoy the hardness of his smooth chest against the softer fullness of my breasts.  My hands released the comforter that I’d been clenching on to for dear life, and moved around his back,