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He’d put his t-shirt back on from earlier. I watched him rummage around in his pocket and pull out his wallet. He lifted the shiny foil wrapper and dropped his jeans and wallet back on the floor. He started walking toward me.

“You can turn the lights back off if you want.”

He ignored me and stopped at the edge of the bed. “And why would I do that?”

“We used to hook up in dark closets and...”

“Because it was my only way to be close to you.” He grabbed his t-shirt by the nape of the collar and pulled it off, exposing his perfect six-pack abs again. “But you’re finally mine. And I want to see every inch of you.” He discarded his shirt and stared at me. Like he was waiting for me to discard an item of clothing next. Daring me with his eyes.

I sat up, letting my legs dangle off the sides of the bed.

His eyes trailed down my bare thighs. Like he was soaking in every inch, just the way he said he wanted to.

I reached behind me to unhook my bra, but my fingers fumbled.

He leaned forward, tracing his fingers beneath the bottom of my bra, and around my ribcage.

Goosebumps pebbled my skin.

He unclasped my bra for me and then slowly hooked his finger in the center of it, pulling it down my shoulders. It only went so far because of his jacket I was still wearing. But he didn’t seem to notice. He was too busy staring at my exposed breasts.

He slowly lowered his face and flicked his tongue against my left nipple.

I moaned.

“I love that sound,” he whispered. And then he wrapped his lips around my nipple and lightly tugged.

I moaned again.

He palmed my other breast as he pushed me down onto the bed. I somehow managed to push his jacket and the straps of my bra off my arms.

He moved his face to my other breast, giving it the same attention. “I take back what I said earlier,” he whispered against my skin. “I want to die with these pressed in my face.”

“You want to die suffocating between my breasts?”

“Absolutely.”

I laughed.

He kissed between them again and then ran his tongue down the center of my stomach, stopping right at my thong. “I want to see you.”

“It’s your turn.” I propped myself up on my elbows to stare at him.

Axel pushed his boxers down his hips. His erection sprung free.

I swallowed hard, everything I’d ever learned about sex coming back to me all at once. There was no way that wasn’t going to hurt me.

Axel seemed to notice the expression on my face. “We don’t have to...”

“Give me the condom.”

“You are very bossy when you’re horny.” He handed me the wrapper. “I like this side of you.”

I looked up at him.

“You always act like you’re so shy. But I knew you wouldn’t be that way with me. Especially after all those sexts you sent me.”

I knew my face was turning red.