Too Big for the Virgin - Nixie Fairfax - ebook
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When virginal Sophie agrees to finally go all the way with her boyfriend Tristan, she isn’t prepared for how massively well hung he is. She didn’t even know a man could be that big. At first she’s reluctant to go through with it, but curiosity—as well as Tristan’s busy lips and fingers—soon change her mind, and what follows is a night of mingled pain and pleasure she’ll never forget.

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Too Big for the Virgin

By Nixie Fairfax

Copyright 2018 by Nixie Fairfax

All rights reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This work contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adults only. All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

They were making out on Sophie’s bed, and the sheets and their clothes were rumpled and askew, when Sophie broke off the latest in a series of long, lingering French kisses and looked up at Tristan, a strange, bright shine in her big blue eyes that was equal parts fear, desire, and determination. Her long blonde hair formed a tangled golden halo on the pillow around her.

“Tristan, I…” She bit her lower lip and blushed shyly. “I think I’m ready.”

Tristan pushed himself up a little and looked down at her in surprise.

“You mean…”

She nodded. “I’m ready to do it. With you. Now.”

“Are you sure? I mean, I know this’ll be your first time and all…”

“I’m sure. My mom’ll be gone the rest of the evening. We’ve got the whole house all to ourselves. This is the perfect opportunity. And I want it. I want you.” She cupped his chiseled cheeks in her soft palms and gazed smolderingly and adoringly into his dark-brown eyes.

“Oh, Soph,” he sighed, peppering her face and throat with kisses. “I want you, too. I want you so bad.” Emboldened, he ground his pelvis against hers more vigorously than she normally let him. As the jeans-sheathed bulge of his erection slid against her crotch, she stiffened with a gasp, then clamped her teeth on his earlobe.

“Oh, Tristan,” she breathed into his ear. Her hands slid down his back and gave his firm butt a hearty squeeze.

He unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, then unhooked her bra, baring her big, plushly trembling breasts. Tristan sucked each pert red nipple till Sophie was writhing with desire and her pelvis kept lifting off the bed, wanting him. He could feel her heart beating hard and fast through the wall of her chest.