This was going to happen. It was finally going to happen, and there was no turning back.

I wanted this.

I knew Makayla wanted this.

It was time I crossed the threshold to selling my soul to the devil. I couldn’t resist her any longer, and I couldn’t resist this pull. It was too strong.

I would beg for forgiveness afterwards, but for now…

For now, I would sin.

Our lips touched, a fleeting hint of what was yet to come. I pressed her close, then closer still, so that the soft curves of her body melded to the hardness of my sex. I kissed her again as her arms lifted to encircle my neck. Our kiss intensified, leaving our bodies tense for more.

Tossing her onto her bed where we had just recently come so close to fucking before, I was determined to finish what I had started. Without asking, not taking the time to woo, I removed each piece of her clothing effortlessly and with the skill of a very sexual man. I wasn’t going to take my time in this. I was not one for a slow seductive dance. I wanted her naked now, and, therefore, it would happen as fast as I could make that happen.

There was a small part of me that wanted to approach things slowly, to not let my desire be mastered by my passion. But when Makayla moaned against the thrust of my tongue and her hands frantically rubbed along my bare chest, I knew the battle was lost.

She was too innocent to truly understand the control she had over me. She had all the power with just the way she touched me, and she had no clue of just how much dominance she possessed.

The level of chemistry that had grown between us had become consuming, making me want her with an intensity that I’d never experienced with anyone else. I don’t know what it was. The lake? The house? The situation? All I knew was that when I watched her skin being revealed as I undressed her, my body almost exploded with lust.

She rubbed herself intimately against me, the action making my cock grow even harder. She knew how to use her body just as any experienced woman would… with even more skill, though she had no idea. I wanted to sink into her, to lose myself in her slick, wet heat, to drive us both hard and fast to orgasm. I couldn’t wait to hear her scream out my name.

It was what we both wanted — more importantly, what we both needed. But this time, I was determined to give her something different, to offer her something more than I had ever offered any woman before her. Not just a sexual experience, but a promise. I wanted to communicate security in the way we had sex. I wanted to make sure she felt safe in the fact that I was there. I was going to shelter her from any storm that came her way.

My cock had pressed against my frozen boxers to the point of pain. I couldn’t free myself from my restraints of the wet fabric fast enough. This woman… this goddess before me, literally made me grow weak in the knees. Such sweet delicate features, and also such luscious and alluring curves. I had to have her. I had to have her now, and I prayed to God that I could be gentle.

I ran my palm up Makayla’s leg, enjoying the fact that she didn’t flinch, but moaned in response to my touch. She lay on the bed completely naked, and didn’t try to conceal herself at all. Her eyes never left mine, as if she were attempting to hypnotize me… and it worked. I was captivated by this woman.

“I want to look at and touch every part of your body, Makayla. I want to memorize every curve, every dip and valley, and every inch of your skin.”

If I was going to hell, I was going to make damn sure every wicked moment of this was worth it.

Without waiting for a response, I spread her legs wide, watching the seam of her pussy open for me. Her tiny hole just begging to be entered, but I knew I needed to go slow.

Running my finger along each side of her delicate petals, I asked, “Has anyone ever touched you here before?” I knew the answer, but I still wanted it to come from her sweet, virginal lips.

She shook her head. “No, Papa would never allow it. I was never given the opportunity to be with anyone.”

Thank God for that. At least her past was good for something. It had protected what I so desperately wanted to claim as mine. Be somewhere no one else had ever been before. I wanted that cherry that hadn’t been tasted. I wanted to suck it, lick it, and fuck that fruit until all the juices were gone.

Everything was so fucking wrong.

This was Makayla.

My best friend’s daughter.

I should stop. I should beg for forgiveness.

I should not be here about to take her virginity.

“Then we need to get you ready. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Soaking up her juices with my fingertip, I coated the opening to her pussy nice and good. With as much care as I could, I pressed my wet finger past her opening and eased my way in. Makayla gasped and tensed, but then relaxed when I slowly began to move my finger in and out of her tight channel. I leaned down and kissed her thatch of little blonde curls, inhaling the musky scent of her desire.

“Relax, Makayla,” I coaxed as my finger glided in and out. “I need to get this sweet pussy of yours ready for me. I’m not a small man, and I don’t want this to hurt more than it already will.” When her legs relaxed back open and her hips thrust up to meet my mouth, silently begging for more of my kisses, I whispered, “I’m going to make you fucking love this.”

My name caught in her throat when a moan overpowered it as my tongue flicked her clit, nipping it between my lips. Her hands ran on both sides of my head, driving my face into her pussy as her moans intensified.

“Alec… Alec? This feeling. I feel…” Panic laced her words.

“Allow it to flow. It’s pleasure demanding to be let in. Open the door.”

Her head thrashed side to side, and her breathing became ragged. “I’m scared.”

“Come for me, Makayla. Fill my mouth with your sweet cream. Release.”

I wasn’t some virginal teen boy about to just shove my dick in her pussy and pop her cherry. No, I was an experienced man who would give her immense pleasure before I had to give her pain.

Her hips bucked as her moan turned into a tiny scream. Her pussy quivered around my mouth, and the taste of her nectar coated my tongue. I lapped up every last bit of her completion as her body shook on the tail end of her climax.

Not wanting her body to fully become sated, I moved up to her breasts and began to circle my tongue around one nipple, and then moved to pay the same attention to the other. Molding the flesh of her firm and perky mounds with my hands, I could no longer fight the hunger. I needed my cock buried deep inside of her and couldn’t wait any longer.

Stretching up, I placed my lips at the shell of her ear and whispered, “I’m going to put my cock inside of you now. It is going to hurt, baby, but I will try to make it as easy as possible.”

“Yes, yes, please,” she begged. “I want this. I do.”

Placing the head of my dick at her entrance, I slowly eased in, pausing when I felt the wall of resistance. I knew this was the time where I fully claimed her. Her virginity would belong to me, just as she would. I wouldn’t take this gift lightly.

“Take a deep breath and relax,” I ordered as I pushed firmly against the barrier and felt a slight ‘pop’ as Makayla cried out. “Shhh…” I cooed as I paused for a moment so she could adjust to my girth.

It was Makayla who began to thrust her hips up and down, demanding that I hold back no further. Taking her cue, I launched a steady rhythm of pushing in and out, while placing soft kisses along the curve of her neck. A steady staccato of my cock pulling out just enough to spread her opening, and then plummeting back inside, so deep I could feel where the inside of her tight little cunt ended, balls scraping along her outer lips. In and out, I fucked her. In and out, she gave herself to me in the most carnal of ways. Little Makayla had changed. She had grown. She was no longer a little girl. She was a woman… my woman.

Not being able to hold back my own pleasure any longer, I allowed the surge of my ecstasy to take over, spilling my seed deep within her.

“Alec,” she called out, the sound so sweet on her pouty lips.

The sound of my name from her mouth outweighed the power of my own orgasm.

Outweighed right from wrong.

Outweighed good from bad.

Outweighed all reason.