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Seth gripped my chin, turning my head back to face him. I slowly raised my eyes to look up at him, nervously licking my lips. My heart was pounding hard in my chest.
“I want payment,” he whispered, his eyes flickering to my lips.
“But you cut yourself,” I told him, my voice cracking. I was completely out of my depth right now. I was already drowning, and his lips hadn’t even touched mine yet.
He shook his head. “That was from yesterday morning. The deeper they are, the longer they take to heal.” He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me. It wasn’t a brush either. This kiss was slow and deep, and as he slowly coaxed my lips apart, his tongue slid with mine so fucking erotically that I actually moaned.
“There you go,” he rumbled, praising me. His lips moved over my jaw and down my neck. I trembled. “Touch me, baby.”
I shook my head, terrified that I would fuck this up somehow. I was completely inexperienced. Hell, Seth was my first kiss. He was about to be my first everything, all because I made a deal with the devil.
He pulled back from me some, those blue eyes locking with mine. My breath shuddered out of me. “Nervous?” he quietly asked me.
I nodded, licking my lips. I could still taste him on my tongue. “There’s no need to be, babe.” He grabbed my hand and slid it under his shirt so I could feel his abs as they contracted and shifted as he moved. I whimpered at the feel, pressing my palm firmer against him. He released a low groan. “Don’t think.” He let his lips brush mine. “Just feel.”
Closing my eyes, I followed his lead, slowly touching him, my hands shaking as I did so. He dragged me over into the driver’s seat so I straddled him, his hands gripping my ass afterward, grinding me down on him.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, sucking in a sharp breath of air right after as he nipped at my earlobe.
He kissed me again and gripped the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head. My bra went next. I didn’t have a moment to feel self-conscious before he pressed his lips to my hot skin, one of his hands kneading my breast, his other hand sliding into the back of my jeans, the tips of his fingers digging into my ass.
“God, your ass is perfect,” he growled, gripping even tighter, grinding my pelvis harder against him. I whimpered. I never knew this could feel so good.
He yanked his shirt over his head before claiming my mouth again, his tongue delving deep inside, quickly dominating me. “Up,” he rasped, tapping my ass.
I moved to get off of him, but he held me in place, reaching up to unsnap my jeans and tug them down. I got one leg out before he yanked me back down on top of him, his lips running over my neck as he rocked me back and forth on him. I cried out, something unfamiliar building in my gut.
“Yes,” he praised. My body trembled on his. He sucked my earlobe between his teeth. “Come for me, Bailey.”
My body shuddered on top of his, that same tingling feeling that had been building in my lower stomach now spreading through my entire body, making me feel a little lightheaded.
He kissed me again, jerked my panties to the side, fisted his cock in his hand, and slid deep inside of me. I gasped at the pain, my nails digging into his shoulders, tears burning in my eyes.
His eyes widened in wonder as they locked on my pain-filled ones. He dug his fingers into my waist, his muscles bunching. “Fuck, you really are a virgin,” he breathed. He gripped the back of my head and dragged my lips back to his, kissing me hard and fast. “Tell me when the pain goes away,” he whispered.
I nodded after a minute, and he slowly rocked me back and forth. When I began to softly moan, he quickened his pace, his lips running all over my body as he quickly brought back that feeling again, making it spread through me all over again. But he didn’t stop like he had last time.
No, he continued.
I was a whimpering, panting mess as he fucked me hard and fast from beneath me, his moans and grunts filling the hot cab of his truck. His lips sought mine out again.
“Fucking perfect,” he growled as he spilled inside of me, clutching me to him.
* * *
The soundof a car driving by made me lift my spinning head from Seth’s shoulder. Seth cursed and jerked my head back down to his shoulder, hiding my face in the curve of his neck.
“Fuck,” Seth swore when the car slowly came to a stop next to the truck. “Shit. Shit.”
“Seth,” I whispered. My voice shook. “What’s going to happen?”
He tightened his arm around me. “Just keep your head down, yeah?”
I nodded my head. A knock sounded on the window. “What?” Seth growled as he cracked the window just enough for the person standing outside the door to hear him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in fucking school?” my brother asked.
