Sophia had always heard that the hymen was nothing more than a myth, but the instant Julian pushed the head of his length inside her entrance, both her misconception and the delicate barrier of skin shattered at once. Her whole body stiffened, and a sharp hiss of pain escaped her lips.

He gazed down at her, worry flooding his eyes. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” she shook her head, wrapping her arms around him and drawing him nearer. “Don’t stop.”

“I’ll go slow, just hold on for a moment,” he said, his voice strained, revealing how difficult it was for him to restrain himself from driving fully inside...