“This is why you wanted to marry my brother.”  Grady looked over at me and shook his head back and forth with a solemn stare.

“Yeah—well, I wish it was that innocent.  I didn’t know my father was going to be required to pay his debt in a week, we were just struggling to make the weekly payments.”  I pushed a tear away that gathered in the corner of my eye.  “Even if I was still engaged to him, I wouldn’t be able to marry him quick enough to get that kind of money.”

“Your father has quite a gambling problem, huh?”  Grady looked over at my father who had started to lightly snore once the pain pills kicked in.  “I’m guessing he didn’t spend that fifty grand on your wedding?”

“He’s borrowed money before, but never that much.  Usually we make the payments until it’s paid off, but then he’ll hear about another amazing opportunity and we’re right back in the vicious cycle.”  I sighed and shook my head.  “Marrying your brother was a way out.”

“You need to get some rest.”  Grady looked over at me.  “You don’t look like you slept at all last night.”

“Like you give a shit.”  I glared at him.  “I’m not saying this is your fault, but if you hadn’t screwed up my plans, I might have been able to negotiate for more time if I had some money coming my way.”

“I may not like what you did or why you did it, but I’m not heartless.  I understand your reasons.”  Grady stood up and walked over to me.  “Come on, you need to get some sleep.  I’ll stay here and make sure nothing happens to your father.”

Grady reached for my hand and helped me to my feet.  He was being a lot nicer to me than he should have been considering the circumstances.  I looked into his eyes and I saw kindness where I had only seen callousness before.  Our hands interlocked after I was on my feet and I felt my heart racing.  He squeezed my hand and pulled me closer.  My emotions were in turmoil and I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.  The man in front of me was the source of my problems, but I felt something connecting us in a way I had never felt before.  I stood there with my breath drawn for a moment and I saw the same reflection in his eyes that mirrored what I was feeling. 

He pulled me close and his lips pressed against mine, sending a shudder through my body.  I had never felt that with Dane—I had never felt that with anyone.  His tongue pushed into my mouth and swirled against mine.  The weight of the world seemed to melt away as he squeezed my hips and wrapped his arms around my body.  Our lips finally broke the seal that had formed and I started to gasp for breath.

“Holy shit...”  I muttered as I stared into his eyes.

He started kissing me again, moving his lips down the edge of my cheek and brushing them against my ear before they ravaged my neck.  I started to feel things I had only felt when I was alone, and my pussy was tingling with desire.  I started walking towards my bedroom and his hands stayed on my hips while his lips continued to tease me neck.  I had never been with a man before, but my body was begging for him to be the first one inside me, even if there was a lingering anger over what he had done. 

He pushed my door closed once we were in my bedroom and his hands moved under my shirt, squeezing my breasts through my bra.  His fingertips brushed against my nipples and sent another tingle through my body.  He started pulling my shirt up and I turned to face him.  There was a hunger in his eyes—a lust that his brother never had for me.  Dane treated me like a virgin to be cherished, but Grady definitely had no interest in cherishing me.  He wanted the same thing that I wanted.  His lips crushed mine for a moment and his tongue ravaged my mouth before he pulled away and stripped my shirt off.  His hands moved behind my back and quickly removed my bra, pulling it down my arms until my breasts were exposed.  His hands felt amazing on them and my nipples got even harder when he moved his thumbs in a circle around each one.

“There was one part of my relationship with your brother that wasn’t an act.”  I looked up at Grady.

“What?”  He tilted his head as the intensity boiling in his eyes seemed to pause for a moment.

“I really am a virgin.”  I bit down on my lip.

“Not for long.”  He smiled and leaned down against my neck, kissing it with a renewed passion.

His lips were like flames against my flesh, making me tingle as he ran his hands down my hips and started pushing my pajama pants to the ground.  I pulled at his t-shirt and got it over his head fairly quickly.  I had seen the ink adorning his body when we were in the hotel room, and he was hot-as-sin, but I had never really considered him more than scenery in the relationship I was faking with Dane. 

Grady pushed me back against my bed, and as I sank into the mattress he pulled my pajama pants to my knees, along with my panties that got tangled in his hand.  He stripped them off and I was naked in front of a man for the first time in my life.  He reached for his belt and started to unbuckle it.  I spread my legs in anticipation of what was underneath the denim.  He pushed his jeans down, along with his boxers, and exposed his cock, which quickly started to engorge with his lust.  He crawled onto the bed once he was undressed and I reached for his massive shaft, wrapping my hand around it.  It throbbed and pulsated from my touch, getting even harder as he slid between my thighs.  Just when I thought it was going to go inside me, he sank between them and I could feel his hot breath against my pussy.

“Oh god...”  I moaned and my body twisted with desire when I felt his lips start to kiss my inner thigh.

“This pussy will be mine.”  His tongue drifted along my inner thigh and started to move across my pelvis.  “But first I’m going to make you cum.”

His tongue moved around my labia in a circle, sending shivers through me that I had never felt before.  He started sliding it along my wetness, circling the entrance of my pussy several times before he pushed it inside me.  It felt like rapture—the ultimate moment of heavenly perfection I had heard every time I went to church.  His tongue slid inside me until it pressed against my hymen and then started to move in a circle along the nerves that came to life underneath his breath.  It created a feeling of pleasure inside of me that was more intense than anything I felt when I explored my body on my own. 

His tongue drifted along the center of my labia and then flicked against the hood that covered my clitoris.  I felt it start to harden and then it was pushed away.  His tongue moved against the bundle of nerves that had quickly formed a hard knot from the excitement of the moment.  His tongue sent surges of pleasure that swirled inside me and seemed to build up in anticipation of the release.

“That feels so good—don’t stop.”  I moaned and ran my fingers through his hair.

There were so many times that I had considered just losing my virginity to get it over with, but with Grady’s tongue moving in a circle around my clitoris, I was glad I had waited.  It was pure magic mixed with desire.  He started moving his tongue faster and each rotation around my clitoris seemed to make the desire grow stronger.  I needed the release that my orgasm would bring, but I wanted more than just his tongue. 

My hand moved against his scalp and I bit down on my lip, rocking my hips against him as he sent me to a new realm of pleasure.  The pressure inside me swelled and got so strong that I didn’t think I could stand it any longer.  My legs started to shake and then I felt the pressure begin to release.  My hands fell to the side and gripped the bedsheets as my orgasm began.  I could feel my pussy spasming and my body quivered.  He kept circling my clitoris even as I orgasmed and the sensation amplified what I was feeling.  Pleasure surged through my whole body, building up for several seconds before it finally released.  My head spun and I felt like I was sinking into the mattress as it finally started to subside.  His tongue slowly came to a stop and I felt him rising up between my thighs.

“That was really good.”  I nodded and sighed as my eyes started to close.

“Not as good as this is going to be.”  He positioned himself between my legs and pressed his cock against my wetness.

The head of his dick began to push into me and I felt my pussy stretching to accommodate a man for the first time.  There was an intense feeling of pressure at first when he began to open me up, but as he stretched me more, it began to hurt.  I didn’t have any experience with size outside of what I had heard my friends discuss and the few times I had stumbled across porn online, but his cock appeared to be quite large.  He pushed a little harder and I felt him begin to sink into the wetness further.  My pussy was a lot wetter than it had ever been before after his saliva mixed with my orgasm, but it was still difficult for him to get his cock inside of me.  The glans finally disappeared with a push and I felt it pulsate and go a little deeper.  The pressure started again, followed by the pain.  He withdrew slightly and pushed, letting it go deep enough to press on my hymen. 

I envisioned losing my virginity on my wedding night after I was engaged to Dane and I was about to lose it to my husband, but it wasn’t the man I thought it would be.  He slid his cock back to the entrance of my pussy and groaned slightly as he pushed against my hymen again.

“You’re so fucking tight.  I’ve never fucked a virgin before—holy shit.”  A throaty growl rose up in his throat as he pushed a little harder.

“We can stop if it bothers you.”  I moaned slightly—I definitely didn’t want him to stop.

“Hell no.”  He shook his head.  “This pussy in mine.”

He pulled back and when he entered me again, I knew he wasn’t going to stop when he hit my hymen.  He slammed his cock against the thin webbing and kept going as it was torn away.  I could feel the resistance, but only for a moment.  The head of his dick destroyed it and stretched me until it started to burn along the area that was torn.  He pulled back again and drove his cock in slightly faster, pushing past the spot where my hymen once stood as a symbol of my innocence.  I felt him going deeper, but once he got to the point where the tightness was too much for him to easily push through, he withdrew and gave the area he had already stretched several quick thrusts. 

I felt the first tingle of pleasure I had experienced since he had started to penetrate me coursing through my body.  It wasn’t quite the same as having his tongue against my clitoris, but the pleasure seemed to resonate from a different spot deep inside.  My eyes opened wide when I felt it for the first time.  He pushed deeper and then pulled back to give me several more quick thrusts.  I moaned and felt my body begin to surge with a new feeling of excitement I had never felt before.

“That feels good.  Oh god, that feels so damn good.”  I bit down on my lip and my head rolled back against the mattress when I felt his cock pushing deeper.

“Just wait until I’m all the way inside of you.”  He squeezed my inner thighs with both hands and pulled back to the entrance of my pussy again.  “I’m going to make you beg for every orgasm, and there won’t be just one.”

His cock kept going deeper, pushing into an unexplored part of my pussy that only seemed to intensify the sensations as he stretched me for his enormous girth.  The quick thrusts were heaven, mixing with the hell of being forced to take more of his length.  I knew it would be easier when he was all the way in, but getting there was a constant shift between pain and pleasure.  As he went deeper, his thrusts seemed to get even faster.  I could feel the pressure inside my body desperately craving another orgasmic release, but I wasn’t there yet.  He kept thrusting himself into me until I felt something different—something that made the hairs on my head stand on end.  My eyes practically rolled back in my skull and I felt a surge of pleasure that wasn’t even describable.  I moaned and felt my breaths intensify while my heart raced even faster.  Grady’s cock had found my g-spot and none of the stories I heard from my friends scraped the surface of how unbelievable it felt.

“Don’t stop.”  My hands squeezed his arms and I started to breathe heavier.

“I bet you’re ready to beg for it now, aren’t you?”  He pulled his cock across my g-spot several times in rapid succession.

“Yes!”  I nodded and bit down on my lip with a moan before my mouth opened with when he drove his cock into it again.  “Please don’t stop!”

He kept thrusting into me and I felt him go even deeper.  My eyes were struggling to focus on anything and my other senses were in overdrive, but I suddenly felt his hips slam into my pelvis.  I looked down and saw that he was all the way in and his thrusts were getting faster.  The pleasure surged through my body with every passing second, building up the pressure inside of me that was screaming for a release.  The moment belonged to him and my virgin pussy was his to claim.  I didn’t want anything else but the passion boiling between us and heat of our skin connected together while we both chased the bliss I could tell was coming. 

His body moved against mine while his dick hammered me so hard the motions were hard to separate.  He was deep inside me, gone, and deep again, over and over until my lust was the only thing I could focus on.  The orgasm I had felt from his tongue was nothing like the one that was coming fast.  With every thrust, he brought me closer to the edge.  I felt my muscles tighten for a moment, almost like they were trying to cramp before I finally felt them begin to release.  The pleasure surged through me and as my pussy spasmed against his pounding, I started to cum.

“This is amazing!”  I squealed and my mouth opened wide while my orgasm roared through my body.

“Beg me for another one.”  He leaned against my neck and started kissing.  His lips moved to my ear and I heard his voice come out in a raspy whisper.  “Beg for it.”

“Please...”  My words got caught in my throat as my orgasm finally began to fade.  “Please make me cum again!”

“I’m going to fuck you until I explode inside you.”  He let out a faint growl before he pulled away and started to hammer his cock into me again.

My pussy was sore from what he had already done to me, but when he got the motions going again, I was enthralled in his embrace.  I needed to cum again and it was a combination of our lust mixing together in harmony.  I could feel his cock pulsating and throbbing inside of me each time he went deep and his breathing got heavier.  His eyes had the same boiling desire I could feel inside my body and I knew he was getting close to the release he craved.  His dick seemed to swell even more as he got closer and every stroke he drove inside me was a moment of pure bliss.  My pussy got tight on him once the spasms had subsided, but I could feel them starting to get more intense as he kept thrusting his cock into me.  There was no turning back and I was going to cum.  I felt my muscles tightening, almost cramping, as they were forced to clench from the pleasure coursing through my veins.  My moans got louder and then I felt my body shaking.  The orgasm filled me with pleasure for the third time that night and I squirmed underneath him while the wave of bliss rolled across my body.

“You’re making me cum again!”  My mouth opened so wide my jaw stretched wider than it ever had before while my pussy began to spasm on his cock.

“This time you’re going to make me cum, too.”  His breathing turned to grunts as he hammered himself into my orgasm.

The pulsations in his cock got faster and then I felt his hips begin to move in a chaotic fashion, slammed with no real rhythm between the thrusts.  He went deep and held himself there for a moment before starting to pound my pussy like a jackhammer with quick thrusts that stayed on my g-spot the entire time.  His abdominal muscles tightened and I could feel his arms tensing so hard I thought they would burst before they finally released.  I felt cum surging through his shaft and then it exploded inside of me.  His hot, sticky manhood mixed with the multiple orgasms I had already experienced and the feeling of him unloading inside my pussy made me start to cum once more.  The orgasm bellowed on top of the previous one, taking me to heights of pleasure I didn’t even know could exist. 

He pumped himself deep in my pussy while my spasms milked his shaft and squeezed his glans.  After the first explosion, he had several more quick bursts that filled me with more of his seed before he was finally spent.  He stayed there with our bodies joined for almost a minute before he started to withdraw.  I was so exhausted from the multiple orgasms that I could hardly breathe.  He sank down onto the mattress and pulled me into his arms as he stretched out.  It felt like every inch of my skin was connected to him in some way as the afterglow of my bliss left me numb to everything but his caress.

“I’ve never experienced anything like that...”  My words came out as a mutter, barely audible above the thumping of my heart.

“Of course not, you were a fucking virgin.”  He chuckled slightly and pressed his lips to my shoulder, moving them towards my ear.  “But now that I’ve had a taste of you, I want more.”

“I thought you hated me.”  I sighed deeply and turned towards him.

“I don’t have to like you to fuck you.”  His hand moved along my ribs, grazing me lightly with his fingertips.

“You don’t even like me a little bit?”  I raised my eyebrows and felt a smile creeping across my face.

“Let’s go with—I hate you less than I did yesterday.”  His hand moved between my legs and rubbed my pussy.  “If you give me more of this, I’ll probably hate you even less tomorrow.”

“So you’re coming back tomorrow?”  I felt the smile widen and I pushed my pussy against his fingers as he touched me.

“I guess I have to—we’re married, after all.”  He pulled his hand away from my pussy and I snuggled closer to him.

I slept like the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders and I had no idea why.  My father wasn’t safe, I was still married to a man I didn’t know, and I had destroyed the life of his brother.  I didn’t deserve the peace I felt in Grady’s arms, but I clung to it because it was only semblance of sanity I had felt in a long time. 

When my dreams consumed me, I saw myself in a different life.  I was no longer the scared girl that feared every day would be the one her father didn’t come home.  I was safe, happy, and standing in a kitchen with the children I always wanted to have playing on the floor.  It was the life I had envisioned for myself when I was a young girl—the life I thought would come when I grew up.  That dream faded when I realized it wasn’t going to be handed to me and it was too complicated to actually obtain with the world around me falling apart.  It wasn’t a life I ever wanted with Dane—he was just the means to an end.  It definitely didn’t seem like the kind of life I could have with someone like Grady.  I wasn’t sure what the future held, but in that moment, I was just happy to have a brief respite from the chaos of my own mind.