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herself.
    Battery's mouth left her and he licked her nipple while he said, "That's it, Carny-girl. Get nice and hot for me."
    Hot? Her pussy ached with pleasurable heat and the noise of wetness filled the room. As soon as her upper body pressed against his mouth, her lower body undulated against his thigh, riding the hardness of his leg.
    The hair on his thigh. God, so prickly and rough.
    Ever aware of his cock on her hip, pressing, seeking, pulsing, she fisted her hand and beat the bed, not knowing what to do.
    "Battery?" Her voice rattled her throat.
    "What do you need?" His lips vibrated against her sensitive nipple. "Say it."
    I need..." Her hips bucked.
    "Fucked?"
    She sucked in air and finally out of patience, she grabbed the hair on the side of his head and yanked. "...or something."
    The force of her grasp brought his head up. The only warning came from his eyes narrowing and then his hand slid between her legs and his finger plunged inside of her. She gasped in shock and the burn of the intrusion.
    "That was mine," he said, roughly.
    Her virginity? She panted through the fullness and the awkwardness of having his finger inside of her. She was already his. The night she asked him to take her away from the carnival, she belonged to him.
    "Going to take it slow the first time." He withdrew his finger and slowly pressed back into her.
    She held her breath waiting for the pain to return, and instead, he soothed and rubbed the soreness and shock away. Her grip on his hair remained tight, afraid if she let go he'd stop, and they'd never have sex.
    "Better?" His gaze intensified.
    She inhaled deeply letting her body move with his hand. "I think so."
    He lowered his head and kissed her lips, long and deep, plundering his tongue each time he thrust his finger. He made it difficult for her to breathe and when she became lightheaded, Battery put his mouth on her neck.
    Against her skin, he said, "You've never belonged to anyone, and now you're mine. Don't give it away. Don't abuse it. That hand in my hair...?"
    She nodded, unable to answer, and clamped her eyes shut to keep the tears inside. It was hard enough to concentrate when her pussy relaxed and Battery kept pressing against her making her pulse down there again.
    "Bree...that hand in my hair stays there." He lifted his head against her hold.
    She opened her eyes and blinked up at him, unsure what was happening inside her. Sex was enjoyable, and everyone sought pleasure—the release. The orgasm. The climax.
    She'd had her own before when she thought of Battery and put her hand between her legs and rubbed.
    This.
    This thing that was happening was way bigger than what she could do on her own, and she wanted what everyone else experienced. She wanted what Battery gave to other women. She wanted to be the only one who gave it to him.
    "Don't let go. I want to be inside you when you come our first time. Do you hear me?" he said.
    She nodded.
    "Say it," he said with a grunt.
    "I won't let go." She held on tighter.
    "That's it." He removed his finger from inside of her and reached over for the condom on the bed.
    Perspiration dampened his forehead. She focused on his face, afraid if she looked down and watched him put on the condom, she'd tense up at the size of him. Her body warmed at the thought of seeing, feeling, exploring his body when they were through. She wanted to touch him and find out how he'd react if their positions were reversed and she was doing all the things to him.
    Battery's hand landed on the mattress, and he moved over her, separating her legs and pushing his hips between her thighs.
    He dipped his pelvis and his head. She gasped in his mouth at the friction below. He moved back and forth, grinding against the outside of her with his hardness. She squeezed her legs, but the bulk of him stopped her.
    Battery slowed down and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling, licking, and she exhaled harshly. Her legs relaxed, and he continued to rock against