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I want her everywhere . . . in my bed beneath me, eyes rolled back, as I fuck her all night and well into the morning.
I want to know what her pussy tastes like.
The thought of my angel with her thighs spread, back arching off the bed as I lap at her creamy juices sends my pulse sprinting like crazy. Just thinking about it has me salivating with the need to taste her, to lick her pussy so hard, she forgets any other man that’s ever touched her.
“Hawk!” she cries out, her hand closing over mine and her thighs locking tightly around my hand before I can slip a finger into her wet hole. “Wait . . . I’m sorry.”
Our eyes lock, and I take in her flushed cheeks and nervous eyes. “You want me to stop?” I ask, unsure where I’ll get the freaking strength to pull away from her.
“No, don’t stop,” she whispers shyly. “Maybe . . . uhm, I think this is probably the right time to tell you that . . . I’m . . . well, I’ve never done it before.”
Her words bring me pause. “Never done what?”
Her cheeks flare up at my question, and she clears her throat nervously. “Ah . . . sex. I’ve never done any of this with anyone before.”
A virgin.
Her meaning takes a full minute to register. My angel is . . . a virgin. She’s . . . untouched!
I push back to look into her eyes to find them dazed as they stare up at me. It never even occurred to me that the girl I’ve been obsessing over for weeks could be a virgin, and now, she’s telling me she’s never been with a man.
And she’s letting me touch her!
Christ, would she allow me this privilege if she knew the truth about the kind of man I am? I have been called a brute by many, and what she saw tonight was nothing, and yet, it didn’t send her running away.
Hell, it brought my little virgin angel straight into my arms and into my home!
“I might be a virgin, but I know what I am doing.” Her shaky fingers betray her nerves as she lifts them to my pecs. “I’ve seen it in movies, and I know what happens when a man and a woman are together.”
Right, but can she handle the demon inside me demanding that I ravage her body? The one roaring for me to tear off her clothes, throw her onto my bed, and sink into her sex?
“Fuck!” I growl, fighting back the need to give in to my carnal desires. I could hurt her with how much I want to be inside her. My head is practically spinning from the need I am fighting to contain.
“Please don’t stop,” she whispers, leaning in and grazing her lips softly against mine in the shyest of moves, and it shouldn’t turn me on, but damnit, it makes my balls ache in my jeans. “Please, Daddy!”
I slip my hand into her hair and grab a fistful before smashing my lips against hers in a hungry kiss. Her velvet-smooth lips part on a gasp, and I take advantage of that, dipping my tongue into her mouth and tasting her like a starved animal. All thoughts of restraint disappeared the second she called me . . .
“Say it again,” I growl into the kiss, whatever control I had snapping like a band.
“Daddy,” she whimpers, which sends my cock stiffening to the point of pain. She tastes like strawberries and innocence, opening up to me shyly. Her moans grow louder and her hands bolder as she arches into me, rubbing her tits against my chest. I dig my fingers into her hair as I stroke her tongue with mine, drunk on the taste of her lips, wanting more.
Needing more!
I can’t think straight. She robbed me of that ability the second she walked into my life.
“Angel . . .” I groan hoarsely, breaking the kiss and dragging my lips over her chin. I tug at her hair, tipping back her head to give me access to her throat. She moans as I drag my tongue down the curve of her neck, gently nipping at her skin. I let go of the hold I have in her hair, grab the hem of her sweater, and tug it over her head before dropping my lips back to her neck. “I need to taste you.”
A shiver racks her body. “Yes, Daddy,” she whimpers, arching into my touch when I snake my hand around her waist to her back.
“I’ve been thinking about tasting your pussy for a long time,” I say, snapping her bra open before tugging the straps off her shoulders. “I’m going to lick you so good, you are going to feel my tongue for days.”
“Oh, God!” Her body shudders against mine when I cup her ripe, juicy tits with my greedy palms, kneading them with my calloused fingers until she’s whimpering and bucking against me. “Daddy!”
Her voice breaks on a sob when I lean down and take a nipple into my mouth in a hungry kiss. Her cries fill the room as I ravage her tit, circling the tight bud with my tongue. She has no idea how many times I sat alone in that bar watching her and imagining touching and kissing her perfect tits.
She’s trembling when I move to the next one, giving it the same attention until her nipples are a perfect pink and swollen. My cock is aching in its tight confines as I release the nipple with a loud pop and start kissing a trail down her stomach. I push up her skirt even as I drop to my knees, exposing her pussy to me.
My mouth is already watering when I lean in and breathe in her intoxicating scent. It’s nothing and everything I imagined. She smells of strawberries . . . so intoxicating, I have no doubt I will grow addicted to her scent.
