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grabbed her hands. "Don't." He said, "Don't be ashamed of your body, you're perfect. Now come to bed with me." And with that, he pulled her into his arms, swinging her up, effortlessly against his chest, and carried her through the penthouse suite, until he got to the bedroom.
    After depositing her gently onto the bed Eric ripped off his briefs and Natasha got a glimpse of him just before he dropped onto the bed alongside of her. Her eyes widened at the sight him. He was huge, long, thick and Natasha panicked, wondering if he was going to be too big for her.
    Eric propped himself up on one elbow so he could look at her. Leaning forward, his lips settled over one of her nipples, and he ran his tongue around it, before sucking it gently into his mouth. His hand came up to cup the other breast and he flicked at her nipple, then rolled it between his fingers. With each pull on her nipple, Natasha could feel the sensation low in her stomach. When her breathing kicked up a notch Eric switched his attention to her other breast, grazing his teeth over the hardened peak.
    Natasha put out one hand and touched Eric's chest, running her hand over it, raking her nails over his nipples and feeling them peak in hard little buds. He shuddered at her touch. As he continued lavishing attention on her nipples, her hand moved down Eric's body, down over his stomach, which tightened at her touch. Her fingers reached the thicker hair that surrounded his penis, and her hand hesitated. She'd never done anything like this before. Not wanting to look like a complete novice in front of Eric, she wrapped her fingers around his erection, running her hand slowly up the length of it, surprised at the feel of it, hard, very hard, but with skin so smooth, it was like velvet over steel.
    At her tentative touch, Eric groaned, the feel of it, causing a quiver through Natasha as the sound vibrated through the nipple he still sucked on. He arched towards her, crushing her hand between them as he pushed with growing urgency against her leg. Suddenly he broke contact with her breast and sat up, running an unsteady hand through his hair. Natasha's heart leapt, he looked so gorgeous with his hair messed up.
    "I can't do this any longer Natasha, I'm sorry." Eric said looking down at her. Natasha felt a jolt of shock at his words until Eric continued. "I can't wait sweetheart, I want you so much, you're killing me." He reached across into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a little foil pack, tearing it open with his teeth and rolled the condom onto the long hard length of his penis.
    He moved, kneeling over Natasha as she lay there. With one knee he nudged at her thighs and she spread them, welcoming the weight of Eric as he settled between them, the tip of his shaft poised at the entrance to her body.
    He reached down with one hand to test her readiness. "God you're just so wet." He groaned. "I'm sorry Natasha, but I can't wait." His voice was strained and she wrapped her legs around his hips, just as Eric slammed into her burying the length of himself deep within her core. Natasha cried out in pain as the thin barrier of her virginity tore at Eric's sudden invasion.
    He froze, raising himself on his hands to look down into her face, shock etched in his handsome features. "Shit Natasha! You're a virgin?" He asked her with an incredulous tone in his voice.
    "Well, not anymore." She replied, feeling the delicate flesh of her sex stinging from Eric’s forceful entry. She was surprised how full she felt with him inside her and a little relieved that he’d fit given how big he was. Suddenly tears welled in her eyes at Eric’s silence, shock still visible on his face and Natasha couldn’t help but wonder if he was already regretting asking her to come away with him.
    When Eric saw her tears, his face softened, "Baby what's wrong?" He asked her.
    "You're angry." She sniffed. “I’m sorry, I should have told you, but I didn’t think it would matter.” Her voice