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he’d chosen was flat enough that it wasn’t uncomfortable, but I was so damn aroused I don’t think I would have fully felt any discomfort anyway.
    The truth was I’d never imagined a specific experience that would be my first time. The only thing I ever saw was that it would be with Quinn.
    This was going to happen right now, and I couldn’t think of a more perfect time or place.
    I was meant to be with him.

Chapter Six

Quinn
    “A re you sure about this, Isabel?” I adjusted my much larger frame over the girl I loved more than anything else and braced my weight on my elbows beside her head. This wasn’t exactly where I thought she deserved to have her virginity taken, but just being with her was good enough for me. If this was what she wanted, it was hers.
    “I’m more than sure,” she said, and arched her chest. Fuck, I was barely holding on to my sanity right now. My cock was so damn hard, and pre-cum was a steady constant at the tip of my cock.
    Without talking about it anymore, I rose up to help her out of her shirt and bra, did the same with her panties and the pants that were pooled around her legs, and finished with getting myself naked. I had to admit being out in the middle of nowhere, with the star splattered sky above us, was romantic.
    Her cheeks were tinged pink from her arousal, and her lips were swollen and glossy from our making out. I wanted to suck on the flesh, gently nibble on it, and make her come from that alone.
    I couldn’t help myself. I leaned down and kissed her. She was sweet and addictive, and I knew I’d never get enough. I placed my hand over her bared pussy and she arched, gasping out. “This is mine, Isabel.” The possessive side of me rose up like this fierce beast. I wanted her to know, to really fucking see what she did to me.
    Her pussy was hot and wet, and when I ran my fingers through her slit, I had to pray I wouldn’t come before I was even inside of her.
    I lifted enough so that I could look down at her face, and the way she looked up at me, so dreamy and needy, had me growing like some kind of fucking animal. My chest tightened and my cock jerked.
    I heard her swallow and saw her throat work. And then she had her hand between our bodies, moving lower, over my abdomen, and causing my muscles to clench.
    God, was she going to touch me again?
    And then she was gripping me in her palm, and I hung my head and closed my eyes.
    “So. Fucking. Good.”
    She moved her hand up and down my length, paying attention to the crown. I knew she felt all the pre-cum, but her little sounds told me she liked it, liked I was so fucking worked up for her.
    “You’re so hard.” Her voice was so very low and heated from her arousal.
    Shit, she couldn’t say that kind of stuff to me, not unless she wanted me to blow my load before we even got started.
    “I’m hard for you.” I opened my eyes. “Only you.”
    After this night, I knew a lot of shit would come between us, but I was serious when I told her nothing would separate us. Even if we had to be apart for a year, I would come for her. I would come after her, because she was mine.
    I leaned down again, took her mouth in another hard, deep kiss, and just focused on making her feel good. Isabel moved her hand from between our bodies, gripped my biceps with her small hands, and dug her nails into my flesh. Fuck, but she felt so damn good.
    Isabel opened her mouth wider, and I plunged my tongue inside, fucking her with slow sweeps of the muscle. With gentle licks on the inside of her mouth, I wanted to make her so ready for me there would me no resistance when I finally had my virgin cock in her virgin pussy.
    The wet sound of our kiss filled my head, causing me to feel drunk, high ... shit, all of the above. She panted against my mouth, spread her legs wider, and I pressed my hips farther into hers. Gently, slowly, thrusting against her, my cock sliding through her soaked, slick cunt. God, I was losing my mind. My balls were drawn