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It sounds more like a question than a statement. It's certainly not a demand.

Even so, my body threatens to take over.

Pull over. Find an empty spot. Drag her to the backseat.

"Tomorrow," I say.

Her sigh echoes around the car. "Tomorrow?"

"You want to do it here?" I nod to the backseat of the car.

"Isn't that the classic losing your virginity experience?"

I shrug. "I couldn't drive yet."

"Do you remember that?" She presses her lips together. "The details?"

"It was a long time ago."

"Did you care about her?"

I shake my head. "It was a hook up at a party. Didn't mean anything." It was fun. Scary. Exciting. But not particularly meaningful. I can remember her name and the way she looked at me like I was fresh meat, but everything else is a blur.

"How... um... how long did you last."

"Damn, Kay."

"What?" She blushes. "Isn't that the kind of thing people ask?"

"People, yeah? You?"

"Well? How long?"

"Not long."

"And now?"

I chuckle. "

High expectations."

"Well, yeah. You're basically a sex god." She turns toward me. "So... how long?"

"Long enough to get you begging me to stop."

That blush spreads to her chest. "Oh."

"I want to fuck you, Kay. It's driving me out of my fucking mind how badly I want to bury myself in you."

"But..."

"I want to make you wait."

Chapter Thirty

Brendon

Twenty minutes later, I park on the street overlooking the secluded beach. It's picturesque. Deep blue water. Bright sky. Lemon sun. Waves crashing into the pristine sand.

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