Violet

He was fucking huge.

I wrapped my hands around him, and even then, one hand couldn’t cover him. I had to use both. Just holding him made my stomach twist with a mix of fear and excitement I’d never felt before. Fear of how big he was, how much he could take me, and how much he would destroy me. Excited because I wanted it. Fuck, I wanted it so badly.

Every time I thought about him entering me, a shiver ran through me, my heart hammering like it was trying to escape my chest.

And the feel of him, every vein, every ridge under my fingers, the way...