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I smile, my cheeks warm from his attention. He chuckles and I feel him bending closer to me as he kisses my warm cheek. “You’re such an angel.”

Not able to help myself and feeling bold, I stand up on the tips of my toes and press a kiss to his warm cheek.

His hand tightens on my sides. His hands are so huge that they almost wrap entirely around my torso.

I lean back and look at his face to make sure that he is okay with me kissing him. His eyes are searching my face. “Angel, I’m going to kiss you,” he warns me.

I nod and lift my arms to his shoulder, and his hands tighten on my hips as he lifts me easily. Instinctually, I open my legs, wrapping them around his waist.

He cups my ass with one hand holding me up, the other cupping the side of my face.

I hold my breath; my stomach is in knots. I drift my hand from his shoulder to rest against his heart and to my surprise his heart is beating just as hard and fast as mine.

I lick my lips in anticipation and his eyes follow my tongue. "Fuck,” he growls and then he kisses me.

I swear it’s like the first breath of air that I have felt in my whole life. It’s like my whole body comes alive with one touch.

He kisses me in a way like he is savoring every part of me, like he is wanting to commit this to his memory. It’s not rushed, not forced and it’s like I’m getting kissed truly for the first time.

He walks with me in his arms, and he sits back on the bed with me in his lap, my legs still on either side of his lap.

His hand glides from under my ass to under my shirt, running his fingers along my back, goosebumps breaking out from my toes all the way to the top of my head.

Needing to catch my breath and control myself from rolling my hips, I lean back and catch my breath. His lips drift to my neck. My legs are shaking making it impossible to sit still.

I tighten my hands on his forearms when he blows gently on my left ear. I jump and bite my lip trying not to make a sound, like I want to.

“Are you okay?” he asks me, his hand on my shaking leg.

I nod. “Yes, I’m fine.”

He runs his hands up and down my legs. Do I tell him how inexperienced I am? Maybe it will make him understand my nervousness?

“I can hear you thinking,” he says.

“I need to tell you something.”

He stays still waiting for me to tell him. “I’ve never been with anyone before, that’s why I’m so nervous.” I almost want to hide my face, scared of his reaction.

“Is that what you were scared to tell me?” he asks, and I peek up at him.

“Yeah.”

He laughs. “Angel, that’s nothing to be ashamed about. It makes me happy as fuck, letting someone have your body belongs to someone that deserves you.”

He makes me feel like I’m worth so much. I lean forward and press my lips to his, wanting to let him know how that made me feel.

When I pull back, he looks me dead in the eyes with his next words. “I’m going to earn you.”

Holy shit, my whole body feels like it’s on fire. “Terror,” I whisper, shocked that he would say that to me.

“I’m going to fucking earn you, Angel,” he repeats.

“I want you to earn me, Terror,” I whisper back to him. “But I want to earn you too.”

He smiles wildly. “You are just perfect.” I hug him tightly. He lifts me until he is lying on the bed with me practically lying on top of him. He switches the light off leaving the TV on, giving a soft glow.

The air kicks on in the apartment sending a chill down me from the burst of cold air. I shiver and snuggle deeper into Terror’s chest. “Cold?” he asks me, rubbing my bare arm.

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