And my seesaw of hope tips up again.
It might,I admit.
Good.Maybe we should get the formalities out of the way.I’m fully healthy, sexually.And I can show you proof, if you like.
Me too,I say, thinking of the test results that the hospital sent me.
Viktor shakes his head.What a shock.Are you a virgin, Evie?
I am,I admit in a small voice.I’m almost certain that this fact will not appeal to him.
And sure enough, he sighs.
Are you sure you want this?He motions between us.
Yes.I’m not going to keep explaining myself, but Viktor is my dream man, no matter how little time I’ll have with him.
Well, then you should think about birth control,he suggests.
There’s an odd dissonance as Mia’s words come back to me.He won’t have sex with anyone who’s not on birth control.
I’m already on it,I reply.
Again he tilts his head and stares.Really?So, you came to Monarch planning to lose your V-card?
I have to guess what this means, but it’s not difficult.Not really.It’s more that I have an overprotective father.
Before I came here, I imagined sex in only the haziest, most theoretical way.Then I met Viktor and experienced real desire.
Finally, he reaches out and takes my hand in his warm one.I turn back to face him.Even in the dim light, he’s impossibly handsome.
May I kiss you, beautiful Evie?
I giggle then reply haughtily,You may.
Then he leans forward, and the last thing I see before I close my eyes is Viktor’s intense gaze, completely focused on me.There’s a jolt of pure sensation as his mouth touches mine.His kiss is surprisingly gentle, almost tentative, only our lips touching.Even that is enough to make me dizzy.
Sensory overload obliterates rational thought: Viktor’s sharp, floral cologne; his warm breath; the sight of him so close that I can see each hair of his eyebrows; the scrape of his stubble against my cheek.And now, the sweet taste of his tongue as he probes my mouth.It’s bliss I could never have imagined.I want to kiss him forever.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer.We keep kissing, wordless, except for our breathing.My hands delve inside his coat.His chest is solid and muscled and wonderful.
He pauses when I start unbuttoning his shirt.
Easy, Evie.He chuckles.
I want to feel you,I plead.I have this overwhelming need to feel his skin against mine.If our mouths can generate this much sensation, what would our bodies feel like?I yank off my coat and toss it aside.
Viktor watches me with amusement.But when I crawl onto his lap, his face freezes.We kiss again, and this time his kiss is harder and more demanding.I finish unbuttoning his shirt and run my hands over his muscled chest.His skin is soft and warm, but there’s so much strength and tension in his body.Incredible.
You feel so good,I murmur between kisses, then dip my head down to kiss his throat and then his chest.When my mouth fastens on his tiny, round nipple, Viktor groans.
Fuck,he mutters.There’s a click, and then his seat tilts back and I’m lying on top of him.Now I can feel his hard cock pulsing even through his jeans, and I press my belly into him.Maybe I have no experience, but I know what I want, and it’s more of this.
Viktor slips a hand under my sweater.I shudder at the touch of his hands on my bare skin as he skims over my waist and up.And when he pushes up my bra and takes a breast in each hand, I let out an animal sound I’ve never made before.
You like that?he teases.
Yesss,I hiss.Then he brushes his thumbs over my nipples, which harden immediately.He’s causing sensations that go directly from my nipples to the core of me.I want him so badly, even if I don’t know exactly what I want.
