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“What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry. I can’t do this,” she replies apologetically, her eyes falling to the small distance between us.
“What are you talking about?”
When she doesn’t reply, I slowly bridge the small gap and begin to kiss her neck, softly and lovingly.
“C-Carter,” she stammers.
“Shh, Valentina. It’s just me,” I coo, gently pushing her back to lie down on the bed.
She lets me kiss her once more, as I hover on top of her naked body. I kiss her sweetly at first, but when it becomes more demanding, she squirms under me in such a way that her hot core scorches my cock. I feel my pre-cum kiss her opening, sending shockwaves through my whole body in anticipation. I bite into her shoulder, the crown of my cock inches away from opening heaven’s door.
“Carter, I can’t. I can’t. Please,” she pleads, shaking her head as she wriggles out from beneath me.
It’s her ‘please’ that is the ice bucket of freezing rejection that stops me in my tracks. I pull away, lying on my back at her side, stroking my face with the palm of my hand to cool me the fuck off.
“What is it this time?” I snap bitterly, unable to hide my frustration.
“Please don’t act like this. I’m just not there yet.”
“Is that so? Or is it that you’re nottherewith me? Maybe if it was Quaid or Logan on top of you, you’d have them inside you by now.” I grit my teeth.
“That was a shitty thing to say.”
“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” I snap.
“You’re being an unreasonable jerk,” she counters, jumping off the bed and starting to put on her clothes.
“Am I? Am I really, Valentina? Because from where I’m standing, I’ve been pretty fucking reasonable. I’ve waited for you for all these years, and every time I feel we’re getting close to something, you push me away.”
“That’s not true!” she bites back, hurt.
“Are you sure about that? Because it feels damn fucking true to me!”
“Carter,” she whispers, trying hard to keep her temper at bay. “Please don’t be like this. This is a big step, and I just want to make sure it’s perfect. Don’t you want your first time to be perfect?”
Suddenly, shame and guilt creep up on me, and with my wounded emotions all over the place, I’m not quick enough to hide it.
“It wouldn’t be your first time, would it?” she asks point blank, hurt and fury coating her words.
I don’t dare give her the answer she already knows to be true. On her knees in nothing but her T-shirt, she inches closer to me on the bed. I slam my body against the headrest, my arms crossed at my chest so I have something to do with my hands.
“Answer me! It wouldn’t be your first time, would it?”
“It would be my first time with you. That’s all that matters,” I finally reply gruffly, unable to look into her eyes.
“You know what?! You’re an asshole! You’re trying to pressure me into sleeping with you, when you haven’t shown any restraint whatsoever!”
“If you want a virgin, go to Logan or Quaid. They’re your obedient puppets. Not me!” I bite back, and the next thing I feel is the sting of her slap right across my face.
I don’t move.
I don’t even breathe.
Because to this day, I’ve never seen this amount of hurt in her golden hazel eyes before.
“Valentina,” I hush, trying to reach out for her, but she just inches herself back until she’s once again off the bed, looking down on me like I’m a total stranger to her.
