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Soundlessly, he crossed to her bedside and sat on the edge of the bed. “I couldn’t sleep thinking about you so close,” he said, a catch in his voice. Taking one of her hands, he guided it to his crotch. She curved her fingers over a wonderfully erect phallus pressing against his trousers.
    “We can wait until we’re wed if that’s important to you. I just thought that, well…” He pushed himself into her hand. The sound of his ragged breathing filled her ears.
    Melis laughed. “As you’ve pointed out, I’m quite the old maid. I used to be afraid I’d die a virgin, so this seems like an opportunity, all in all.” She squeezed his cock and it jumped in her hand. “Rather active, isn’t he?”
    “You don’t know the half of it. Let go long enough for me to get undressed, woman.” His clothing rustled as he tossed it aside. She pulled back the covers. He slid in next to her and groaned as he pulled her close. She wrapped her arms around him. He closed his mouth over hers. Unlike their earlier kiss, this one held demands—and promise. His hand found a breast. When he rolled the nipple between thumb and forefinger, all the moisture in her body headed south. Breath hitched in her throat; sensation swirled through her. Liquid slicked her thighs. Her nether regions felt as if they would burst if he didn’t fill them with something.
    She snaked a hand between them and reached for him. His penis was so big she couldn’t close her hand all the way around it. What would it feel like to have something like that inside her? Melis pushed herself against him, eager to find out.
    “Careful,” he panted. “Or I’ll spend before I’m inside you.”
    The fingers that had caressed her breast moved between her legs. They brushed the swollen nub between her thighs. Her hips bucked against his hand. Her breath came in little panting gasps. He understood what she needed and rubbed harder. He rained kisses down the sensitive skin on her neck. An orgasm ripped through her, rocking her all the way down to her toes. Melis bit his shoulder to keep from screaming.
    Then he was on top of her, cock poised at the entrance to her body. He kept a hand on the magical place between her legs as he probed her slickness. She could tell he was trying to be gentle. But she didn’t want gentle. The wonderful feelings were starting again. Melis arched her back and pressed her hips upward. She was amazed how much better his fingers felt moving on her flesh than her own ever had.
    She felt resistance, then it gave way and he sank into her stretching her in ways she’d never felt before. “Oh,” she breathed and wriggled against him. Pain receded, replaced by a desire so intense it stunned her to the center of her being. She wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his back. His tongue teased the inside of her mouth. She pretended it was a miniature phallus and sucked greedily.
    He moved his lips from hers for long enough to say, “I’ll just let you get used to the feel of me. I’ll know when you’re ready for more.” His voice was husky with passion.
    “I think I’m ready now.” She rocked her pelvis against him, willing him to move.
    He laughed, then bent to kiss her again.
    Her nipples felt electric where they pressed against his bare chest. Her hips moved of their own volition. Hand still thrust between her legs, his fingers rubbed her delicate mound as he pulled almost all the way out, then ever so slowly, sank all the way back in. Between the long, slow strokes and his fingers urging her on, Melis felt another peak building, hot and delicious. Then it was there, filling her with the most incredible sensations as her pussy shuddered around him. The spasms were just subsiding when he pulled out of her with a low moan and grabbed hold of himself. Hot jets erupted on her stomach. He sounded like a big cat purring as he moved his hand fast and hard on his shaft.
    “Can’t have you getting pregnant,” he panted,