I looked at her, really looked at her. Her red cheeks. Her swollen lips. Her eyes that were too honest for me to hide from.
“I’m really losing it here, Anna,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m really fvcking losing it.”
I was trembling from trying not to let it all out. The desire. The guilt. The rage. Everything
“I want to take you,” I said. “I want to claim you cause you’re mine. You’ve always been mine. But…”
I grabbed her neck softly, pressed my forehead to hers, our breaths fusing.
“But I can’t.”
“Why not?” she whispered, her voice broken, tears spilling silently from her eyes.
“Cause of the promise that was made about you,” I whispered. “Mom made a promise to your mom at her grave. That she’d protect you. Keep you safe. Give you a good life.”
I swallowed hard, eyes still on hers. “Mom made me make that same promise too.”
I kissed her mouth deep, slow, long, like I didn’t know how to let go.
“No matter how much I want to really claim you, Anna… I can’t break that promise.”
I was still breathing hard, my hand on her waist, our bodies still pressed together.
“But I
I’m hanging on a thread here,” I said. “A very fvcking thin one. I don’t think I can keep that promise much longer if I keep staying close to you. It’s hard… so fvcking hard.”
She looked at me, then smiled a little through her tears, as if something clicked in her head.
“Then we can be discreet,” she whispered.
I blinked. “What?”
“We can be discreet,” she repeated. “Mom and Dad won’t know. We can keep it just between us. No one else.”
I stepped back a bit, shaking my head, raking my hand through my hair. “No… no. That’s too risky.”
She followed me, her eyes burning. “It’s not risky.”
I chuckled a little bitterly. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Anna. You could get pregnant. Don’t you see? That’s what happened to Mom. They were discreet too, remember? And look what that turned into. She got pregnant with me and ran away. I don’t want history repeating itself.”
She stepped closer, grabbing my shirt. “Then we’ll use protection. I’m not a child, Ryan. I’m nineteen. I know what I want.”
She looked up at me, her voice steady, her eyes serious.
“And if I’m going to give my virginity to anyone… I want it to be you.”
ANNA’S POV
It felt like I’d just opened my whole heart to the one person I wasn’t supposed to. But there was no going back now. This was it. Now or never.
Ryan still looked shocked. Just staring at me like he didn’t know what to say, like he couldn’t believe I said that out loud.
I forced myself to speak. My voice was quiet but firm. “So… are you in or not?”
His jow tightened. His eyes dropped to my lips. Then he groaned softly and leaned forward, pressing his forehead against mine, like he was fighting a war inside himself.
“I’d really love to, Anna. Fuck, I’d love to. But…”
“No buts,” I whispered, cutting him off.
I could feel how hard he was through his pants. It was pressing right against my thigh, thick and hot and impossible to ignore. So I reached down, my hand tracing the bulge slowly, my eyes still locked to his. I gave him a small, shaky smile.
“Let me fix this for you.”
He raised a brow, frowning just a little. “You know how to?”
I laughed nervously. “Watch and see.”
“Okay. Let me see what you’ve got,” He said, smirking as he got into the car while keeping his eyes on me the whole time. I followed him in and closed the door behind me, kneeling just in front of him.
My hands were shaking as I reached over and unbuckled his belt. I couldn’t even look at him at first. I was nervous. as hell. My heart was racing. My whole body was hot and shaky and buzzing with this electric kind of tension that made it hard to think.
I unzipped his jeans slowly, my fingers brushing over the hard length inside. The bulge literally doubled when I tugged the zipper down, like his cock had been dying to get out. I hadn’t even pulled his briefs down yet and it already looked fucking huge.
Ryan chuckled. His voice came out husky, “Scared?”
I shook my head. “No… of course not.”
I was lying.
I was nervous as hell. I’d never done this before. Never even seen a real cock in person. Only ever watched it on XXX videos when I thought everyone else was asleep. I’d even practiced on cucumbers a few times just to see what it might feel like. But nothing could’ve prepared me for this.
Ryan tilted his head, still smirking. “Want me to help? Bring it out for you?”
I looked up at him and whispered, “Please…?”
He grinned, then adjusted himself and slid his briefs down just enough to let his cock spring free.
I gasped so loud I almost choked on my own breath. My butt dropped to the floor of the car, my eyes huge as they stored.
“Shit… it’s big. It’s really biggggg.”
Ryan laughed, low and wicked. “You caused it. Now be a good girl… and put it in your mouth.”
My hands were s shaking as I reached for it. I couldn’t even wrap my fingers around it fully. My hand looked so damn small compared to how thick and long he was. It felt hot, heavy, pulsing in my palm. I swallowed hard.
I bent my head and opened my mouth, licking the tip first, slow and soft. He hissed. A drop of precum leaked out and I swiped my tongue over it, tasting the salt and heat.
“F-uuuuck, Anna,” he groaned, his hand moving to my hair, not forcing, just holding. “God, that’s so fucking hot.”
I licked around the head again, making sure he saw my tongue circle him. Then I took more of him into my mouth , just the top, sucking gently, letting him feel the warmth.
“You’re doing so good,” he whispered, his voice row. “So fucking good. Just like that.”
I looked up at him while I did it, just to see his face. He was watching me with this wild look in his eyes, his lips parted, breathing like he was losing it.
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