Griaca
My whole body froze.
It felt as if something had entered me and ripped through everything I thought I knew about pleasure and about myself.
“Fuck.” The word tumbled from my lips as my head fell back against the pillow, spine arching slightly. My thighs trembled, and every muscle in my stomach clenched tight, like I was burning from the inside out.
He paused above me. That gorgeous, unreadable man’s brow furrowed slightly, like something unexpected had just clicked into place.
"Are you a virgin?" he asked, his voice low.
I stared up at him, vision slightly blurry, blinking back the tears that had gathered in my eyes. I didn’t know if they were from the stretch or the sudden rush of pleasure.
And what kind of question was that? Why the hell was he asking it while still inside
