Daniella sat down on top of his manhood and tried to bury the hard muscle inside her but it wouldn’t go through. Once again, she tried, and still failed. Sweat was visible on her forehead as she continued to move.

What the hell was she thinking? Marcus silently laughed when he realized that Daniella was not an experienced lover. Judging from her movement, she’s an amateur or even a first-timer. He knew she was frustrated when he heard her cursed loudly. He may be aroused, but he would never help her. Never! But she continued to rub herself unto his erection and he was not a saint for goodness sake! Daniella’s naked form was even more gorgeous while she saddled him. Marcus admonished himself for admiring her underrated beauty. Daniella seemed unaware of her prettiness that she was even more attractive to him. But no, it has to stop! Marcus tried to distract his mind by imagining the horses and cows in Hacienda Velasquez.

Her eyes were simply spellbinding, Marcus thought, and that was the greatest mistake he has ever made. Daniella’s eyes were so emotional and alive that he was immediately lost in its depth when he stared.

It was too late when Marcus tried to divert his attention and thoughts for the second time. He was already captivated by the woman’s beauty and his body responded to her little and unsure movements.

The soft flesh that rubbed against the tip of his manhood was already wet and Marcus knew that anytime, the woman would be successful in taking him as a whole. “Dani, no!” He warned her when the woman used her hand to guide his erection to penetrate her. Marcus witnessed how her beautiful eyes widen as pain shot through her body. A single tear rolled down to her cheek as she cursed him for being huge. “Are you okay?” He asked and the woman responded with another curse.

“I was not informed it hurts like hell!” She shot daggers at Marcus who had the nerve to ask her if she was okay. Of course, she was not fine! She would never be fine unless the foreign object that joined both of their bodies would be taken out from her. She tried to move and disentangled herself from Marcus and winced in pain. “Shit, this is going to kill me!” She cursed at him for the nth time, and she cursed her ignorance about the painful joining of two bodies. But why do people seemed to enjoy it when it was too painful to bear?

“I warned you, didn’t I?” Marcus raised his brows as he looked straight into her eyes.

For a moment, Daniella wanted to cry and she was afraid to move away from him. She felt like her body was split into two! “You should have told me that you’re big!” She ended up blaming the wrapped man and Marcus laughed hard.

“Are you for real Dani? You expected me to warn you about my gifted size when I was just forced into this? You are an impossible woman!” Marcus was worked up with frustration and anger. He was frustrated at himself because he didn’t know how long he could endure while being buried inside her body and not allowed to move. If he chose to be a brute, it would be traumatic for her, and that’s what made him angry. Why would he care about her first experience when in the first place, it was the woman who wanted to do it?

Daniella put her hands on his chest for support. Her lower body was numb from not moving for a long time, and she wanted to change her position.

As she lowered her body into his chest, both of her full breasts dangled before his eyes and he was more than tempted to taste her softness. He closed his eyes as Daniella started to move to raise her buttocks and move away from him. She wanted to kill me, Marcus thought as he controlled his desire and lust to take over his sanity.

Slowly, she raised her bums away from him but when it was still painful, she returned to her original position. Then she tried again and again, until….she noticed that his eyes were tightly closed.

He tried hard to suppress it, but her little movements of up and down, gave him too much pleasure that he felt himself enlarged while being inside her body. He knew that Daniella felt it too because it was written all over her face.

She no longer felt the pain, and something more enjoyable and nice replaced it. It was ticklish and hot. Honestly, she liked the new sensation better, and finally, she understood why there were men who would kill each other over a woman. “Oh, I liked it now.” She said, without knowing that her movements have tortured the man tremendously.

He was not a hypocrite, and to deny that he enjoyed what she was doing with him was total hypocrisy. It already happened so the least that he could do was to savor the moment and damn the consequences.

Daniella became bolder with her movements and she rocked her body into his in a rhythmic pattern that made Marcus lost his control and he could no longer stop his body to seek release. He groaned like a wounded tiger and felt relieved and sated. After his seed was deposited inside her womb, Marcus moved his body and met with her every movement until she found her release.

She was shocked when she felt the hot liquid flowing inside. While she savored the historic moment of having her first orgasm, Daniella believed that she succeeded in her attempt to be pregnant.

After the euphoric moment, she felt sorry for the women because the baby-making process was so painful and barbaric.

It could be true that she felt something nice in between, but it was not enough to console her lost virtue, and once the deed was done, she didn’t know what to do next. But what if she wouldn’t get pregnant at her first attempt? Would it mean she had to beg Marcus to do it again or any man would suffice?

As his manhood decreased in size, she had no trouble in moving away from him. Before she went to the bathroom to wash, her eyes were glued at his normal size and concluded that it didn’t look so dangerous when tired. After she cleaned herself, she brought a wet towel and wiped him. “I’m sorry that I liked you, Marcus.” She apologized.

He didn’t answer right away and clenched his jaw. After she wiped him with a wet towel, he felt violated and used. “If you are sorry, then let me go.” He requested.

“Of course I will,” she replied as she put her clothes back on then she retrieved her checkbook and signed a check. “It’s a black check, Marcus. Use it wisely,” she told him.

“I don’t need your money!” Marcus screamed when Daniella turned away from him and went to arrange her things. She seemed like packing. “Wait, are you leaving?” He inquired.

Daniella smiled and continued to pack her belongings. When everything was ready, she freed his hands before she left him alone.