“That was…”
I wait.
Her eyes narrow.
“Do not look smug.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“My face doesn’t do anything.”
A breathless laugh escapes her.
I kiss her.
My cock is painfully hard now, and when her hand moves down my chest, I catch her wrist before she reaches me.
“You still want this?”
“Yes.”
“Kaia.”
“Yes, Zain. I want you. All of you.”
I stand long enough to push my pants and underwear down.
Her gaze follows the movement, and when she sees me fully, her eyes widen enough that I nearly smile.
“Problem?”
“I am evaluating.”
“That sounds dangerous.”
“Shut up.”
The humor fades from her face a moment later.
She looks nervous now.
“I need to tell you something.”
“All right.”
Her fingers twist in the sheet.
“I have never done this.”
I frown.
“What do you mean?”
Her face turns red.
“I mean I have never had sex.”
