But control was becoming impossible when she responded like this. When she pressed closer instead of pulling away. When she looked at me like I was everything she’d ever wanted.
And she wasn’t just letting me touch her—she was meeting me there. Bold and soft and hungry for everything I wanted to give her.
My hands skimmed down her sides, over the curves that drove me crazy, until I reached the bottom edge of whatever the hell she was wearing. All I knew was that it was sexy as hell on her and keeping me from what I really wanted. I placed my hand over her pussy and felt the dampness of the fabric. It was wet. Fucking, soaking wet.
“Please,” she whispered, and the word nearly undid me.
I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband, needing to feel her without anything between us. But just as I was aboutto touch her, she caught my wrist. Her eyes were wide and uncertain.
“Nate, I... there’s something I need to tell you.”
The tone of her voice made me freeze. “What is it?”
She bit her lip, that gesture that made me want to bite it myself. “I’ve never... I mean, I’m a virgin.”
The words hit me like a physical blow. I pulled back, staring down at her flushed face, her swollen lips, her bare breasts rising and falling with each rapid breath… and that brave, honest look in her eyes.
“What?” The word came out harsher than I’d intended.
“I know it’s weird. I’m twenty-nine and I’ve never—”
“Ellie, no.” I eased away. “I can’t be your first. You deserve someone better. Someone who—”
“Don’t.” She sat up, reaching for me. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
“I’m not that good of a man, Ellie. You should save this for someone who deserves it. Someone who can give you everything you want.”
Her hands framed my face, forcing me to look at her. “You’re that man, Nate. You’re exactly the man I want.” She touched my chest, right over my heart. “I have another confession to make. I came here to lose my virginity, Nate. Not randomly. Not stupidly. I wanted to choose someone who made me feel safe. Who made me feel wanted. That’s you.”
That undid me. But my demons hadn’t let go completely. “You don’t understand what you’re asking.”
“I understand perfectly.” Her voice was steady, certain. “I want it to be you. Only you.”
The conviction in her voice, the trust in her eyes, shattered every wall I’d tried to build between us. She wasn’t some naive girl who didn’t know what she wanted. She was a woman who’d made a choice, and that choice was me.
“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice rough with barely contained need.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
I kissed her then, pouring everything I couldn’t say into it. She melted against me, her hands roaming over my chest, and when she reached for the button of my jeans, I nearly lost it.
I took her hand and kissed her palm, shaking my head. “No, not yet. Now lie back,” I ordered. She smiled and did what I told her, her curves stretched out before me. I stripped her bare then stopped, taking a moment just to look at her. I realized what a damn lucky bastard I was and vowed I wouldn’t screw this up. She was beautiful—all soft curves and pale skin and the prettiest pussy I’d ever seen.
“You’re staring,” she said, a blush creeping up her chest.
“You’re perfect,” I said, meaning every word. “Absolutely perfect.”
I eased her legs open, pressing gentle kisses along her inner thighs. I could feel her body shake, but she didn’t stop me. I stretched out on the med with her, hooking one leg over my shoulder. I leaned forward pressed a soft kiss to her wet pussy. She jerked but didn’t stop me. Then I tasted her and about lost my shit. She was sweet and tangy and I couldn’t get enough.
I ran my tongue up her center, coating it in her juices. She was delicious and I knew I’d never need anything else in this world but her beneath me.
Then I was licking, sucking, making her buck beneath me. I clamped my hand on one hip, holding her against the bed. “Easy, baby.”
When I circled her clit with my tongue, she cried out and her fingers fisted in my hair, holding me to her. I smiled against her flesh, doubling my efforts. I let her ride my mouth until she came, loud and gasping, the most honest sound I’d ever heard.
When her body stilled, I kissed my way back up her body. I caged her in with my arms, searching her face. “You ready for more?” I asked, my voice tight from holding back.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”
