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screamed. She couldn’t stop the sound from leaving her lips or stop herself from digging her nails into his stomach.
    “It’s okay, baby,” Blaine soothed. “Won’t go on until you’re ready, 29
     
     
     
    but you have got to stop digging those nails into me.”
    He took hold of her wrists, pulled both out from between their bodies and had her arms up over her head, hands linked with hands.
    “Please stop, please stop, please stop,” she begged, holding onto his hands as tightly as she could.
    “Shhh, just give it some time.”
    She closed her eyes, swallowed hard and took a deep breath. At the same moment the drug hit her again and this time Shyla cried out in desperation. Tears came to her eyes and she thought this was all so unfair. Life hadn’t been kind to her since her mother died and now the drug took what little control she had right out of her hands.
    The tears slipped free, sliding down the sides of her face and a soft sob slipped from her lips. Blaine shocked her by kissing her gently.
    “Don’t cry,” he whispered. “Everything’s going to be just fine.”
    Yet it didn’t feel like it would be fine. Shyla couldn’t seem to get over the feeling of being stretched, split in two. The inner tissues felt like they were on fire, and yet at the same time became so sensitive she feared what might happen if he moved. He jerked and she got the answer to her question.
    Sparks seemed to shake behind her closed lids and a rush raced down her spine to pool between her legs, causing her clit to throb so hard she ended up moving her hips and tightening around his cock.
    “Sweet mother of God,” he moaned. “Don’t do that please.”
    “It burns,” she blurted out, rubbing her legs up and down his waist.
    “Please make it stop. I can’t handle this anymore.”
    He pulled back slowly and gave her a short, gentle thrust. That little amount of movement had pleasure racing back up her spine. She still felt full, stretched and had a small amount of pain still present, but the new sensations and new feelings that his actions were giving him took the pain away quickly.
    The movements were easy ones. Blaine pulled almost all the way out and then would ease back in. It wasn’t anything like what she saw in her sexual education classes. This wasn’t the hard, fast, fierce motions where the girls were screaming at the top of her lungs and the men pumped into them. This was a slow build up to something that her body felt as if it was racing towards.
    “You’re tightening up on me,” he stated, not missing one beat in his movements. “Getting close?”
    Shyla opened her eyes, looking right into his darker once. “Close to what?”
     
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    “To the first orgasm with a man.” Again he kissed her. “Ready to scream?” he whispered against her lips.
    He picked up the pace, lips grazing against her. She didn’t understand what he was talking about, until that pace really increased.
    Heavy, powerful thrusts which began to feel like jackhammer strikes parting her pussy, forcing the unused muscles of her flesh to take all he had to give.
    And she did scream.
    Two pounding thrusts and her body got pushed over the edge. The orgasm that hit contracted her pussy around the steal that parted it.
    Blaine moaned right before kissing her deep, his tongue parting her lips, sinking into her mouth like his cock sank into her body. She even felt his heavy sac hit against her rear and the sound of bodies slapping against each other seemed to ricochet off the walls of the room.
    “One more,” he breathed hard against her lips. “Give me one more.
    Make me come with you.”
    He moved harder, faster into her. The force of his motions had the stretching burn intensifying, causing Shyla to think that he would indeed do some harm to her body. Instead, it gave her one hell of a second orgasm.
    She grabbed his hips tight, arched into his chest and screamed.
    Faintly she heard him moan „Oh yes", felt his