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slowly. Then, taking the utmost care, he swirled it again. At a snail's pace, he teased her clit, savoring every moment of his fantasy becoming real.
    Sara grabbed his head to push his face down harder into her mound and he knew she was on the verge of coming. He abruptly changed tactics and flicked her clit rapidly and firmly until she was crying out with joy, her spasms taking over her body for a long while.
    Evan stood to remove his clothes as quickly as possible. He was greatly pleased when Sara pushed herself up into sitting position and began to rip off his clothes in haste. But once they had pulled off his slacks together and were taking off his boxers, she stilled.
    Looking up at him, she said, “I’m afraid, Evan.”
    Cupping her face in his hands, kissing her thoroughly, getting her used to her own sweet taste, he said, “I promise you, it will only hurt the first time. Only until you get used to having me inside of you.”
    Sara nodded and slowly reached for the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down his hips with excruciating slowness. When his shaft sprang free she gasped.
    “You’re so huge!” she exclaimed.
    Evan chuckled softly, thrilled that she was so impressed with his cock. “And I’m all yours,” he said as he took her small, soft hand in his and wrapped it around his shaft.
    “Mmmm,” Sara said. “You’re hot too.” She ran her hand up and down his length, getting used to the feel of him.
    But Evan couldn’t take any more teasing, so he gently pushed her back into the silk sheets and leaned over her, careful not to put too much of his weight onto her. Placing the head of his cock between her pussy lips, he gently probed her wetness.
    The way Sara was writhing underneath him made him want to ram into her without waiting even one more second, but he wanted her first time to be perfect, so he governed his lust. Pushing in no more than an inch, then two, he heard her swift intake of breath and felt the barrier that guarded her most precious gift.
    Poised above her, gazing deeply into her eyes, he said, “I never want to hurt you again,” and then forced himself to push past her barrier, until he was practically touching her womb.
    She cried out softly in pain, but within moments he knew her virgin’s muscles had adjusted to the feel of him as she began to rock her hips back and forth in an age-old rhythm of love.
    Her body eagerly swallowed his cock and Evan lost all control, pumping hard and fast into her. Beneath him, Sara met every thrust and together they cried out in a magical simultaneous orgasm.
    For Evan and Sara, their wedding night was the beginning of a lifetime of love, better than anything they could have ever conjured up in their dreams.
     
    Candace finished reading the final words of her chapter and looked up at the faces of her new writing group expectantly. The silence was heavy in the library meeting room. She couldn’t miss the shocked expressions on the faces of her fellow writers.
    Several people cleared their throats, and to get the ball rolling Candace said, “I’d love to get some feedback on the ending of my story. I just wrote it yesterday, so it feels pretty fresh to me.”
    Sixty long, painful seconds ticked by before one of the older ladies spoke up. “Candace, I’m not sure about the, ahem, appropriateness of the passage you just read us.”
    “The appropriateness? It’s erotica. I’d say a sex scene is pretty appropriate.” She searched the eyes of the other members of the group for some support, but found none.
    Exasperated, she said, “I thought I made myself very clear with all of you before joining this group. I write erotica. Explicit romantic fiction. That means there’s sex in it. And you all said you were okay with it.”
    Right as a man and woman excused themselves from the room, a forty-ish man spoke up. “I thought it was an excellent passage, Candace. You perfectly captured your hero’s deep feelings for the heroine.”
    “Thank