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His mouth finds my breast, and I cry out. He sucks, licks, bites gentle enough to tease but hard enough to make me squirm. His hand works the other one, rolling my nipple between his fingers until I'm panting.

"Axel—please—"

"Please what, baby? Tell me."

"I need—I need more—"

His hand slides down my stomach, hooks into my underwear. "These need to go."

"Yes."

He pulls them off, and then I'm completely naked. Spread out on his bed while he kneels between my legs, still half-dressed, looking at me like he wants to devour me whole.

"You're soaked," he says, running a finger through my folds. "I love how you get all wet and bothered for me. I think of it way too often."

"Yes—oh God—"

He slides one finger inside me, pumps slow. "We need to make sure you're ready for me. Don't want to hurt you."

"You won't—"

"I will if we don't do this right." He adds a second finger, and I feel the stretch. It's not painful, just... full. "That's it. Take it. Let me open you up."

I'm writhing, moaning, making sounds I don't recognize. He works me with his fingers, adding a third, and the stretch is more intense now. Pleasure mixed with pressure.

"How does that feel?" he asks.

"Good—it feels good—"

"Think you can take me?"

"Yes."

"Not yet." He pulls his fingers out, and I whimper at the loss. "One more thing first."

Then his mouth is on me.

I scream.

His tongue finds my clit, and pleasure explodes through my whole body. He licks, sucks, works me with his mouth while his fingers slide back inside, and it's too much. Too intense.

"Axel—I can't—I'm going to—"

"Come," he orders against my skin. "Come on my tongue, Aurora. Want to taste you."

I shatter.

The orgasm rips through me harder than the others, leaving me sobbing and shaking. He works me through it, drinking down everything I give him, and when I finally come down, I'm boneless.

"Good?" he asks, crawling up my body.

"I can't feel my legs."

He grins. "Perfect." He reaches over to the nightstand, pulls out a condom. "Ready?"

Am I?

This is it. The moment I've been looking toward to for years. Number seven on my bucket list. Losing my virginity to someone I choose.