It was true. The crime rate had been going up in the area lately. The bikers that had taken to prowling around made it so people didn’t exactly feel safe wandering around after dark, and there’d even been a couple break-ins. In a weird way, it kind of made me glad I didn’t have a car. And at least the guys were usually willing to walk me to the bus stop after shift.
Finally closing time came, and Liam said he didn’t mind if Bash hung out while I closed out the till and bussed the rest of the tables. He’d mentioned something about a hot date and tossed me the keys to lock up.
That left me and Bash all alone. Perfect. “I’ll be finished in just a few minutes.”
He sauntered over and nuzzled my neck. “You remember what I said about when you were finished?”
Gulp. “Yes.”
“Good. But I don’t think I can wait that long to get started.” Bash pulled me straight into a soul-deep kiss.
I think my toes literally curled up, it was that hot. He backed me up until my butt hit the edge of the pool table. God, it was fricking sexy how he wanted me this bad. Nobody had even looked at me like they wanted me before, much less got all handsy and desperate like what Bash and I were doing at the moment.
I pushed my hands up underneath his sweatshirt and he groaned at my touch. “Your skin is so hot. You’re not sick, are you?”
“Every time I touch you, my temperature rises. If I’m sick, I’m sick in love.” He tugged at the buttons on my shirt and took my mouth in another kiss.
My tongue was way too busy clashing with his to bother asking him if he meant what he’d said. Could he really be in love with me? It was crazy, right? But if he was crazy, so was I. Two tickets for crazytown, coming up.
Bash grabbed me under the butt and lifted me up to sitting on the edge of the table, easy, like it was nothing. “I can’t wait to get you to a bed, Anastasia. I need you too much. Let me take you here and now.”
Ooh, he took the words right out of my mouth. I touched the weird green fabric of the pool table beneath my butt. “Liam will kill me if we ruin the pool table.”
He shucked his pants and pushed me back onto the table. Then he crawled up and over me like a prowling panther. “I’ll buy him a new one.”
Wow. Had he won that much money? Also... who cared? I wanted him just as badly. Gone were the fantasies about him wearing a crown and calling me princess while he made love to me. I just wanted Bash, the sweet, adorkable glasses wearing, poor, British exchange student who’d somehow captured my heart.
In no time we were both down to our underwear and Bash was nibbling his way across my cleavage. “I want to taste every single inch of your curves and have you screaming my name with my head between your legs.”
“Yes, let’s do that, but next time. Right now, I want you inside of me. Please.” My heart skipped a beat. He needed to know I was a virgin. It was so not fair to keep that from him.God, I hoped he didn’t freak out about it, because my vibrator was not going to have enough power to get me through that disappointment.
Here goes nothing, or everything. “Bash, wait. I have to tell you something.”
“Anything, love, you can tell me anything and everything. I want to know you inside and out.” He punctuated his words with kisses up one side of my neck and down the other.
“I- I mean you, umm... you’re my first. I’ve never done this before, much less on a pool table with a hot British guy who makes my heart go all wobbly.” I stopped myself from rambling, but it was a close call.
Bash took a long, slow breath and then looked deep into my eyes. “You are my first too, Anastasia. I had to come all the way across the world to find the right one, and it’s you.”
Is it possible for a girl to die of swooning? Because I might. “I’m so glad you found me. Took you long enough.”
Bash pulled off his glasses and his face lit up with that smile I adored. God, his eyes were beautiful and I could get lost in them. After one day, he was so familiar to me, it was like I’d known him for forever.
He laid the glasses on the pool table and he kissed me deep again and whispered into my ear. “You may be my first, but I will be sure to make sure you’re well pleasured, love. No skipping to the me inside of you part.”
He licked and kissed his way down my body, nipping and nibbling every inch of me. I pushed my hands into my hair, living in the moment as much as I possibly could. “Feel free to skip those wobbly bit, right there.”
“You mean this one right here?” He swirled his tongue around my belly button.
“Uhh.” Maybe I was changing my mind about the skipping bits thing. “You’d better do that again, because I’m not sure.”
Bash chuckled and did not do as I asked. Instead he took one long lick up the side of my stomach, following the line of the faint lines of my tummy stretch marks. “I’m very turned on by all of your… bits, the wobbly, and the soft, and the rosy pink, and all the rest.”
He nibbled his way right between my legs and whoooooo-boy was I wrong about my assumption that vibrators were just as good as the real thing. This wasn’t just pleasure, lightning and moonlight and stardust pushed shivers through every cell in my body.
“Bash, you’re, oh, god, you’re going to make me come.” I gripped his hair tight.
His head popped up and he grinned like a loon. A sexy loon. “More than a few times if I’m lucky.”
