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entered the first tiny bit, her inner muscles clenched, clamping down like a vise.
    He dropped his forehead to her collarbone, then kissed the hollow beneath. Her hushed moans echoed in his ears as he struggled for control. The woman was offering heaven to a dying man. She was very small. Tight. Just imagining her pussy’s grip on his cock had his balls pulling up tight and tremors of release starting at the base of his spine. If he didn’t want to come like a greenhorn on the bed sheets, he needed to be in her. Now.
    She started getting restless as soon as he released her hands and settled between her thighs. He stilled her movements with his hand on her hip. His cock found its home with unerring accuracy, sliding through the outer lips as if guided by instinct to settle in the valley immediately below. He held himself there, relishing her heat, enjoying the caress of inner muscles, anticipating the moment they’d part and he’d be held tightly in their grasp.
    He braced himself with a hand on either side of her hips and slowly walked them up her body, letting her get used to his weight as he did. The bed sagged as he rested his elbows on either side of her head. His hair slid over his shoulders, over hers, brushing her cheek before dropping to tangle possessively with her red-brown strands on the coverlet beneath.
    He kissed the corner of her mouth and then slid his tongue along the lush fullness of her upper lip. It felt so good, he did it again. She gave another one of those sexy gasps that seemed to go straight to his cock. He took advantage of her parted lips to kiss her deeply. Her tongue pushed against his. There was shyness to the gesture that had him wondering if she’d been doing this long.
    He brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. The sensation of looking at innocence struck him again.
    He made a decision then and there.
    “When I leave here, Angel, I’m taking you with me.”
    It was a promise he meant to keep.
    But not now. Now he needed to be in her. Sliding his hand under her head, he pulled her mouth back to his, kissing her deeply as he pushed hard. His cock pressed firmly against the ring of oiled muscle. He stroked her hair, gradually increasing the pressure, calming her restless shifting as the tense muscles slowly parted beneath his insistence. He caught her cry in his mouth as he wedged the broad head of his cock in that first tiny bit.
    “Shhh, Angel.” He paused, giving her a moment to adjust. Her breaths hit his lips in soft pants as he whispered, “Just relax. You can take me. You know you can.”
    She was so small and delicate, he was afraid to move, but then her nails bit into his shoulders. Her hips twisted beneath his, sinking his cock another inch into her hot pussy. He took another of those high cries into his mouth, making it his as his hand dropped to her hips, holding her still.
    “Easy, Angel. I’ll give you all you want, but slowly. Very slowly.”
    Her pussy pulsed around him, rippling in response every time his cock jerked with eagerness. Her inner muscles clenched him to the point of pain. As he pressed forward he felt her walls cling to him, struggling to part for his width, to accept the demands he was making on her. He held himself still again, gritting his teeth against the urge to drive home. He angled his thumb across her pelvis, sliding his hand down her hip until he could test the delicate flesh holding him so tightly. It was stretched as tight as a drum.
    Her hips bucked and he quickly pressed her down into the mattress, holding her in place. “No. Don’t move. Just get used to me.”
    He didn’t want her to tear. He didn’t know any woman could be this tight, let alone a whore used to taking many men a night.
    She moaned into his shoulder when he pressed a little deeper. He raised his torso up and over until her mouth was beneath his chest. He slid his hand under her head and raised her up until her lips rested against his nipple. “There, Angel. Suck on