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Serena opens her eyes and looks at me. "What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt you," I confess, barely able to speak from desire. "I’ve never had a virgin before."
Her eyes go wide in surprise at my words, but she doesn't question if it's true. Instead of doubting what I just said, she whispers, "If you stop now, I'm gonna kill you."
I laugh at how sexy it sounds, the way she threatens me. And then I silently enter her pussy in full, slowly but confidently, pressing my thumb hard to her clit.
She screams, and I'm not sure if it's from pleasure or pain, but I stop for a second to let her take a breath.
"Move," she commands, digging her nails into my ass and pushing me deeper inside her hole.
It takes only a couple of strokes for her to come, her juices dripping out of her pussy, milking my cock. I'm glad she's so aroused and came this fast because I come right after her, releasing all of my tension and the desire I held inside myself this long.
After we’ve both caught our breath, I take Serena to the bathroom and help her clean her virgin blood. She said she didn't feel much pain, but I know it's not true; she simply doesn't want to upset me.
When her head reaches the pillow, and I wrap my hand around her waist, a few seconds pass before I hear quiet snoring.
"I love you," I whisper, knowing perfectly well that she's already asleep.
Chapter Thirteen
Dominic
"Let me go; I'm gonna be late." Serena tries to get out from the bed, but I hold her tightly.
"Who cares?" I ask, placing kisses to her belly. "It's the Monday after Christmas. Nobody would go to a bookstore this early."
"I would!" she protests, and I know that she's not joking.
I also know that Serena doesn't like to be late, and I force myself to finally let her go from my arms to start getting ready for work.
"Don't forget your necklace," I remind her, and she looks at me with a smile.
Serena knows perfectly why I said that: so that everyone who asks her about the necklace will know that she's mine.
To be honest, I would put a tattoo on her body with my name if she'd let me to show every fucking jerk in that restaurant she works in know that if he touches her—or even says something inappropriate to her—he's going to have to deal with me.
She silently goes to the bathroom without responding to me, and my eyes follow her petite, curvy ass.
My dick is ready for another round, but she has to go, and I'm out of condoms. I should've listened to my gut and bought two packs.
My eyes travel to the bedside table with the book on it: a collector's edition ofMoby Dick. She presented me this book for Christmas after I told her that it was my favorite book when I was a kid, and my mom read it to me every evening for a whole year.
I know the book is too expensive, even with Serena's discount, but she said she wants me to have it, and I should respect that, especially after I presented her with a platinum necklace.
She bought a present for me even though she still thinks she needs to save money for college, but she no longer requires that. I paid for four years of her education in total with money from my trust fund.
My father was furious and tried to stop me, but the law was on my side. The conditions of my trust fund say that I have to use it only when I turn twenty-five unless it's for education or housing. But no one said it had to be my education.
After I told my father that my decision was final, and I wouldn't argue with him anymore, he asked me only one thing: Was I sure that this girl was the one I wanted? I silently nodded in response without answering. And then he said that I'd changed so much in the past two weeks it was as if he hadn't seen me for a long time. He said that he likes me more now. I told him that it was the best compliment he’d ever given me and left his office.
"Do you know what I can't figure out?" Serena walks out of the bathroom, fully dressed in her usual oversized clothes.
I love seeing her naked, but to be honest, I missed her style a little.
"How did you make the necklace so fast?" She turns her back to me for me to help her put the necklace on. "You took that photo two days before Christmas."
"I ordered the necklace a little sooner," I say after a long pause, hoping she won't ask me when.
