The Virgin Intern (A Romance Novella) Read Online Free PDF

to keep going and not to stop and oh god yes. Andrew flicks his tongue across my clit over and over and I can feel myself getting closer. My muscles are shaking and I’m drowning in the pleasure of sensation and I want to live in this moment forever. Just then he locks his lips over me and sucks my clit deep into his mouth, and I can’t help it, I can’t stop myself, and I explode with a loud, wrenching moan. The orgasm fizzles through every nerve in my body, rushing through my nerves and drowning me. From far away I can hear my voice echoing off the walls, feel Andrew using his mouth to keep me going. Oh god oh god oh god.
    The world comes into focus again, and Andrew is using his hands. Across my stomach and down my legs and up my sides, everywhere his palms and fingers touch there are tingles. He turns away for a moment, and I hear the crinkle of a wrapper. This is the part I should be nervous about, but he did what he promised. I’m so blissed out on my orgasm that I don’t have any room for anxiety. I close my eyes for a moment, and then I feel the mattress dip and Andrew’s lips covering mine. The kiss is deep and consuming, and I feel my body coming to life again at the promise in that kiss.
    “You have no idea what seeing you come like that does.” His voice is rough in my ear. “I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life.”
    I’m still floating and it makes me brazen and a little brave. “Show me.”
    He reaches down between us, and I can feel him at the entrance to my pussy. Andrew presses his forehead against mine, and I can see up close that the color of his eyes darkens at the center. I gasp as he pushes inside me, slowly. He doesn’t go any faster, and he doesn’t stop. There’s a moment where it hurts, and I flinch, but it’s not as bad as I feared. And then he’s inside me, as far as he can go, and it’s such a strange sensation to be so stretched and so filled. It’s not an unpleasant feeling. It’s good. So good.
    “You okay?” he asks.
    I don’t have words for this feeling, so I kiss him instead, wrapping my arms around him and taking his mouth the way he’s taken me. He moans, and his hips move, setting off shocks inside me. “Do you remember what I said I was going to do?”
    He moves his hips again and my words come out in a gasp, “You said you were going to fuck me on this pretty blue bed.”
    His hands find mine, twisting our fingers together and pulling them over my head. Smooth and steady, he slides his cock out and back in. Again. And again, my body getting used to his size and the sensation of him filling me up. This is a different kind of pleasure, deeper and slow building. Nerves inside me that have never been used are springing to life, sending out sparks every time he thrusts inside me. His pace is still smooth and slow, easy and pleasant. But this can’t be what he wants, and it’s not what I want either.
    “Andrew,” I say, and he pauses. “You said you were going to fuck me. So fuck me.”
    He doesn’t hesitate, pulling out of me and thrusting back in with far more force. I hiss with the pleasure mixed with pain, moaning, “More. Please. Harder.”
    He gives me what I want.
    Everything inside me lights up, and each time he pushes into me it feels like my body is singing. It’s like an entirely new song I’d never heard, but now that I know it I can’t imagine why I didn’t listen earlier. Suddenly, something in my body clicks, and everything feels better than good. It feels amazing. I wrap my legs around Andrew’s waist, pull him in closer to me, every move of his cock filling me to the brim and sending off jolts of pleasure. He pumps into me harder and faster, and I can tell that he’s going to come soon. I’m in a haze of bliss, allowing myself to hover on the edge of something. I would be content to stay here like this for hours.
    His strokes are coming short and fast, and he moves one of his hands between us to play with my clit. His fingers