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tried to support my own weight.  I was almost up to the task, but his arms slipped around me and held me tight, taking some of that burden away.  He surprised me with a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and making me taste myself.
    I let go of the shelves and wrapped my arms around his neck as I eagerly kissed him back, surprised by how much I liked the flavor.  Jace moved forward and I was squeezed lightly between him and the wall.  My small breasts pressed firmly against his hard body as he reached between us and I heard the unmistakable sound of a zip.

Chapter 8
    Kendall
    Our lips were locked, the kiss was as forceful as any he had given me that night.  But as he pushed his pants down and I felt that hot shaft pressing against my belly, I had to break away to moan wordlessly at the feel of it.  So hard , so big , so powerful .  It called out to that animalistic part of me I had barely known existed, and that part called back.
    He took it in his hand and I felt the tip pressing into me even harder as he bent his legs and it slid downwards across my navel.  I knew where he was taking it.
    “Wait,” I panted, “a condom… do you have a condom?”
    “If you think I’m going to let a piece of rubber come between your sweet little virgin pussy and me, you’re dreaming,” he said.
    “W-what? But… I’m not on the pill… I-”
    “I don’t give a shit.  I am going to feel you break on my cock.”
    The tip of his manhood started moving slowly downwards again, getting ever closer to his goal.  I had to fight against the urge to rise up on my toes to bring my still-quivering opening to it sooner.
    “Please… I might get pregnant!”
    “Maybe… but sex should be dangerous.  You want me to fuck your brains out no matter what.  I can see it.  You want it anyway, don’t you, Kendall?”
    I blushed and turned my head away from him, embarrassed at being talked about like that, like I was a wanton slut that would do anything for dick.  Unfortunately for my sense of dignity, I thought he might be right.  Well, in this moment where his glorious dick was concerned anyway.
    “That’s right,” he said before I could answer.  “So beg for it.”
    “What? I… I can’t do that.” My blush deepened.
    The throbbing end of his shaft was at my waistline now, so close to where we both wanted it to be.  I turned back and looked at him with every ounce of pleading I could put into a single expression, and couldn’t see him retreat an inch.
    “If you want this cock, you will.  Tell me, Kendall, tell me I can fuck you as hard as I want.  Tell me I can do anything I want to you because...  You.  Are.  Mine .”
    The tip of his manhood was almost touching my clit.  I clenched my teeth together as the primal need inside of me did its level best to drag the words out of my mouth… and succeeded.  I whispered so quietly that even I couldn’t hear what I said.
    “Louder, Kendall,” said Jace.
    “Please…”
    “Please what?”
    “Please… fuck me.  You can… fuck me as hard as you want.  I’m yours.”
    I had to drop my eyes away from his intense gaze, as if doing so could hide the fact that those words had actually come out of my mouth.  I wasn’t the kind of girl that spoke that way in private, even in my own mind, let alone to another person.  Especially not to a man who had every intention of doing exactly what I’d just said.
    His hard rod slid across my clit and nestled between my folds at my very opening, and the stimulation, along with the sense of the sheer size of it, made me draw a sharp breath and look back up at him.  With one knee between mine, he pushed my legs apart slightly, making room for himself and putting pressure against my virgin entrance.  I gasped again and did rise on my toes a bit.
    “But… please be gentle… I haven’t… um… done this before,” I said in direct contradiction to the last words out of my mouth.
    Jace smirked.  “Sure.”
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