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“Okay…”

I pause, waiting for him to fill in the blank space.

“I found out my father was abusing girls in the foster system for sex and using a Bainbridge family charity to run the entire thing.”

He swallows and then looks away from me, as if what he’s just revealed is his fault. I’ve heard some fucked up shit in my life. Thomas doesn’t have to be afraid of what I’ll say or think of him.

“Girls… you mean like…”

“Children,” Thomas says softly, with a distant voice. “My own father sexually abused little girls for years. There are dozens of victims and quite frankly, I wish I never knew.”

“Do the police know?”

Thomas touches his face and then shakes his head. He scoffs at the idea of the police. He’s a billionaire’s kid, isn’t he? That was probably a stupid ass question on my part.

“It doesn’t matter. My father’s too powerful. If my mother escapes their marriage alive, it will be a miracle.”

“Hey,” I tell him, suddenly concerned about his butt planted to my uncomfortable desk chair. “You can sit up here. But no funny business. We’re just talking.”

“Just talking,” Thomas says, getting up onto the bed and sitting next to me. I can smell him on his hoodie and see the places he chipped off the black nail polish on his fingers. His hair smells delicious too and his body is so big and warm that I don’t need to throw my blanket over my thighs anymore.

He’s so fucking close to me.

“Yeah,” I whisper. “Just talking.”

I rest my head on his shoulder and convince myself that’s what we’re doing. Just talking.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Sylvia

As his chiseled body hovers over mine, I sense myself losing all control of my common sense. I’ve always prided myself on my common sense and now I feel like a victim to baser instincts I’ve never before experienced. I don’t kiss a lot of boys. He’s only the second.

I never thought I would make it to this moment and have a man, a hunk of a man at that, pressing his body against mine and wanting me desperately. His hardness jerks in his boxer briefs, eager to escape. I love his tattoos.

I run my hands over his arms and wait for him to free himself. My stomach lurches when I see how big he is. Not big. Gigantic. My tightness throbs and my head feels woozy at the mere thought of taking something so big between my legs.

Will it fit?

His body leans forward against mine and I touch his face, drawing it to mine. I want to kiss him more before I feel him inside me for the first time.

“I love you,” he whispers. “I swear, I love you, Sylvia. Come closer.”

He grabs my hips and pulls me closer. I feel the tip of his cock pressing against me and my body doesn’t freeze. I want him badly too. I grab his ass and pull him against me.

“I’m not scared,” I whisper. “I know you love me.”

He slides forward slowly, the head of his dick spreading me open slightly as I prepare to lose my virginity to him.

“Easy,” he whispers. “I’ll go easy.”

I bite down on my lower lip and feel the heat surge through me as the large head spreads me open. He slides forward an inch and I feel him down there. I’ve never felt anything like this before and his dick feels good.

“More,” I whimper. “I can handle it.”

He presses his hips forward and enters me completely. I cry out as I feel his big cock deep inside me. I feel completely full and I’m gasping for breath as our bodies press together. He moves and I can’t control myself. After a few minutes of him pumping his hips between my legs, I climax for the first time with our bodies joined together.

He doesn’t stop there. He pulls his dick out of me and kisses all over my thighs before pressing his tongue between my legs. He’s begged me to do this dozens of times before and tonight, I’m ready and eager for what he can do with his tongue. He spreads my lower lips apart and drives his tongue deep into me, lapping up my wetness and sucking on my lower lips until I scream.