The Fling (Playboy Pact 2) - Page 11

He must have noticed. “Oh shit. I thought it would be easier if I just pushed all the way in. Are you okay?”

“Mmm hmm,” I replied, wanting to hide the pain that I was sure was evident on my face.

He started to move, slowly at first, and I could feel the wetness as he slipped in and out.

There were no fireworks. The discomfort didn’t subside. To try to take my mind off the pain, I started counting the stars.

One.

Fifteen.

Thirty-five.

Was I supposed to feel this hot?

Sixty.

Eighty-five.

I didn’t want to make any noise or movement. I wanted it to be over and to soak in a bath to relieve the soreness I knew I was going to feel. His movements became quicker and more forceful, and I felt like he was tearing me open.

Was it supposed to burn this much?

His dick wasn’t that big.

I knew within a few minutes that something wasn’t right. I just thought it was the pain from losing your V card. What began as an uncomfortable tingling sensation, escalated to a sharp burning pain, like he had dipped his cock in a fucking jalapeño before thrusting inside of me.

“Oh my god,” I moaned like I was on fire.

“I know. It’s so good, isn’t it?”

“What?” I frantically shook my head, unable to control my body. “No! I’m burning up!”

“I know, me too… oh fuck…” He abruptly stopped and shook on top of me, his chest convulsing for a few moments. “That was amazing,” he huskily stated, kissing all over my face.

I swatted him away; the last thing I wanted was for him to touch me right now. I was literally scorching from the inside out. “No! Get off, get off! I’m actually burning!”

“What?”

I paid him no mind. The only thing that mattered was to try to relieve this sensation that was worsening to the point of no return.

What the fuck?

I shoved him away and didn’t think twice about it. I shot up and started running around the bed of his truck as if I was a fireman and I needed to stop, drop, and roll. I desperately tried to fan myself.

“Did you give me an STD?!”

“What! No! My dick’s clean.”

Never slowing down my roll, I ran faster, trying to be one with the breeze. “Why am I finding that extremely hard to believe right now, Memphis? My vagina feels like it’s been touched by the flames of Hades!”

“You’re overreacting, Sage. It’s just from me breaking your hymen. I’m big, so it was gonna hurt, babe.”

Abruptly, I stopped. “Oh please! Don’t flatter yourself. Big isn’t what I would say.” I gazed down at my blazing pussy. “Memphis! You gave me a rash!”

“Oh, shit…”

“Oh my God! What do you mean, ‘Oh shit!’ Why do I have a rash?!”

“Babe… I don’t know. I—”

I grabbed my cell phone off the bed of the truck and called the first person who came to mind.

“Sage—”

“ASPYN! My vagina is on fire!”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Where are you? I think I have to go to the ER! I think there was Icy Hot on the condom!”

“Condom? What? You had sex?”

“Can we talk about that later, please?! Did you not hear what I just said! I think Satan is in my labia!”

“Oh… I’ve heard of this happening before. It happened to one of the girls on the squad.”

“What? Jesus, Aspyn, what?! Am I going to have to sit in ice?”

“Oh, ummm … I think you’re allergic to latex.”

My face went lax. “What? That’s a thing?”

“I guess, according to your vagina. Where are you? I’ll come to you.”

“I don’t know. I’m in the woods. I’m going to jump in the river!”

“Drop me a pin of your location. I’m on my way.”

I hung up and did exactly that before I took off like a bat out of hell and hauled ass into the river. I swear I saw steam come off from the water the moment I sank in.

“Ummm…”

I stared up at Memphis who had his hand behind his head, looking at me as if I’d suddenly grown ten heads.

“Is there anything I can do?”

“No, I think you’ve done enough!”

He didn’t say anything after that. The water helped a bit, but not enough.

God, why did this have to happen to me?

I didn’t have time to contemplate that any further because Aspyn’s car approached us, and within seconds she was grabbing my clothes, and I was darting into her car butt ass naked.

“Are we really going to the emergency room?” Aspyn asked, slamming on the gas and getting us out of there. “Your parents are going to find out if we do.”

“What other choice do I have? I literally have fire crotch.”

She sped through every red light until we finally pulled up to the ER doors.

“I’ll be right back!” Aspyn jumped out of her car and hurried inside. I heard her scream, “I need a wheelchair! A nurse! A doctor! Wait! Maybe I need a gynecologist! I don’t know! Possibly the burn unit too! My best friend’s pussy needs a fire extinguisher!”

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