Talon looked down at Olivia, her green eyes shining with tears. It made him a little sad that she seemed afraid. But she was also aroused, which encouraged him. She wouldn’t be this aroused if part of her didn’t want this, right?

“You know how they always rip the clothes off?” he asked her, sliding her tank top the rest of the way up and uncovering her breasts. He let out another shaky breath as he gently lowered his fingers onto her nipples. “It’s not that easy in real life. I’d have to get something sharp to start a tear first, which would kind of kill the mood, don’t you think?” Her nipples were hard beneath his fingers.

“Mmm,” he moaned and kissed each breast before sliding off the edge of the bed. “Be right back.”

His dick was so hard it hurt. It hurt so bad. But he had to be patient a little bit longer. Still, he could be more comfortable, so he slid his jeans onto the floor, followed by his shirt, boxers, and shorts. He sighed in relief as his stiff cock stood straight out from his body. At least it wasn’t painfully trapped any longer.

Talon grabbed a pair of scissors, a bottle of lube, and a vibrator from the top of his dresser and turned back to the bed.

“I’m sorry, but these have to go,” he said, sliding the scissors into Olivia’s underwear, near her hip. Snip, snip. One cut on each side and her panties, the only barrier left between the two of them, fell away.

And there it was. Olivia’s most intimate, secret place, was laid bare for him to see.

“Don-look,” Olivia mumbled, trying again to close her legs.

“Why not?” Talon asked, sliding a hand down her thigh toward her center. “It’s so beautiful. Of course it’s beautiful.” And it was—pink and glistening, just waiting for him.

Olivia gasped as Talon slid a finger on the outside of her slick lips. “Hey!”

“It’s okay, Olivia. It’s okay to give in. I know you feel like you should fight me, but I also know a part of you doesn’t want to. You can’t hide the fact that you like this.”

She hissed as he slid a finger inside her. “Hey…” she said again.

Talon closed his eyes. Patience, he willed himself, even though he could feel the precum dripping out of his cock. She was so wet and hot inside. And tight.

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Testing her reaction, he started to slide his finger in and out. Instantly, Olivia bucked. He smiled.

“You like it, don’t you,” he murmured, lowering himself beside her. His cock landed on her belly as he curled his tall frame around her, his finger still inside. He kissed her forehead. “Listen. I’m going to ruin you for men, do you understand? I’m going to make you feel so good, I’m going to love you so thoroughly that you’ll never be satisfied with anybody else.” She tightened around him and he inhaled sharply. “Think of this as me as fulfilling your fantasies. That’s all this is. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”

He kissed her forehead again, then down the side of her face. Talon looked into her eyes as he added his thumb onto her clit, rubbing in slow circles, and was rewarded when her eyes rolled back. “Your…name?” she gasped.

“I’m Talon,” he told her, kissing her lightly on the mouth. She did not reject him. In fact, she ground into his hand harder. He groaned into Olivia’s mouth and slid another finger into her pussy, making her gasp.

“Please…” she said, but she didn’t say anything else, so Talon listened to her body. She was responding to him—the slickness in her pussy increased and her breathing grew more ragged.

“I know what you need,” he told her, kissing her nose and sliding down the bed. He withdrew his fingers just long enough to grab the vibrator, put a drop of lube on the tip, and turn it on, then he gently pushed his fingers back inside her. “We’ll start off slow.”

He knew from what she’d admitted online that sometimes she had to work hard to make herself come. Right now, Talon didn’t want her to have to think about that at all—he just wanted her to feel good. To lose herself in pleasure. He lowered the vibrator onto her clit and she bucked in response, clenching around his fingers.

He eased it back off, experimenting with different combinations of the vibrator and finger thrusts until he could feel her orgasm building.

“Good girl,” he murmured, “let it happen. Let yourself feel good. You can feel how wet you are by how easy I can slide my fingers into you—oh, oh yeah, that’s it!”

He hooked his fingers around and swirled her G-spot as she clenched, then let her grind and ride his fingers as she came.

“Ah!” she cried, then released a strangled moan. Her back arched off the bed and her knees shook, so Talon reached under her and supported her petite frame as she came hard.

“Good girl,” he told her, enjoying the feeling of her vaginal walls spasming around his fingers. "Well done, Olivia."

As she relaxed around him, he withdrew his fingers and began to stroke himself. Next, he was going to claim her, and he was going to do it while she was still soaking wet and feeling good. He truly didn't want to hurt her, but he was almost positive she hadn't had sex in over a year, maybe longer. And he wasn't exactly small.

He swirled precum on the tip of his penis and positioned himself between her legs, then grabbed the bottle of lube.

"What are you...?" Olivia asked, still a bit groggy from the drug and her post-orgasm haze.

Talon spread lube up and down his shaft before pressing himself against her hot, wet entrance. "Like I said," he told her, leaning over her, "I'm going to ruin you."