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“Partying, huh?” I raise a brow.
“College experiences and all that.” She winks and it snaps something inside me. The tether I’ve been walking on since the day we met, the one that has kept me at a safe distance, only stealing a kiss on her eighteenth birthday because I couldn’t go another day without knowing what she tasted like.
One moment I’m standing by the door, and the next I’m hovering above her on the bed, barely containing my need to consume her. She lets out a surprised gasp, but doesn’t pull away, only stares up at me with wide eyes.
For long moments we stare at one another, and then at once our lips clash and my tongue demands entry immediately. If I’m never going to see her again, I need to have her just once. I need to allow us both to feel what it’s like to come together like thunder and lightning.
Wynter lets out a startled noise, but doesn’t pull away, in fact, her arms wrap around my neck and pull me closer, holding me to her as I tell her how I feel with nothing but a kiss. The moment is everything I’ve dreamed of and more, and even though it makes me a selfish bastard, even though taking everything I’m about to take from her will only end up hurting her more once I’m gone, I’m going to do it anyway. I need to know what she feels like before I go.
Her hands move down my back until they’re pushing my T-shirt up my back and I break our kiss for long enough to whip it over my head and discard it across the room. Wynter’s eyes roam hungrily over my bare chest and an animalistic growl claws up my throat a moment before our lips fuse together again.
Nothing has ever felt as right as her body beneath mine, his hands moving across my skin as she gives me everything, and that’s why I should stop. I should tear myself from her and leave right now, but I’m not going to do that, and maybe that makes me an asshole, but I can’t go without us both knowing what it means for us to be together like this.
“Everett,” Wynter moans and the sound of my name on her lips is so intoxicating I can’t get enough.
“Say it again.”
“Everett, please.”
“Please what, little dove?”
“I need you,” she whispers.
The words hang between us as I stare into her eyes looking for doubt. I know she’s a virgin because I’ve been fending off boys from her since she was sixteen, and although she used to get mad about me crashing her dates, now I think she does it just to see me get mad. That’s something I’ve been trying not to think about since we decided I would leave. At some point Wynter is going to meet a man and get married and have a bunch of kids. Some guy is going to have the life I’ve been dreaming of for the last four years, and I’m going to have to watch from the sidelines. It’s what I deserve, but that doesn’t make it an easier pill to swallow.
“What do you need, Wynter? I need to hear the words.”
A deep blush covers her cheeks and I dip my head to kiss the pop of color. I could get drunk from this, just from being close to her and her innocence. “I want to… I want you to…” She can’t get the words out and I’m not patient enough to wait.
“Do you want me to take your virginity, baby?” I drawl.
“Yes,” she whispers.
We stare at one another for a few seconds, the gravity of her admission hanging between us before we start tearing at each other’s clothes. Her sweater is torn over her head revealing the silkiest skin I’ve ever seen in my life. The lace bra she’s wearing shows a peek at her rosy nipples and I moan at the sight.
Her hands work at the belt of my jeans as she tries to free my cock as quickly as possible. My own hands work into the front of her sweatpants and I moan as my fingers brush against her wet panties. “Is this all for me, little dove?” I ask.
She nods as she starts working on the button of my jeans. I’ve never seen her like this. Wynter is always so controlled, so prim and proper, but right now, she can’t strip me fast enough. I like this side of her, the side she keeps hidden from the world but shows me without hesitation.
When Wynter is stripped down to nothing but a pair of small black panties, I allow my eyes to feast on her bare skin. There’s a part of me that wants to mark her milky skin so badly, but I can’t. It’s bad enough I’m taking something I can never give back, I can’t also force her to stare at bruises on her skin for the next week. There has to be a line.
“Fuck Wynter, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I rasp.
Her arms twitch with the need to cover herself, but they never move. She’s being raw and open with me, and I wish I could show her the same courtesy.
I shuck my pants and shoes quickly, the loud thud my boots make as they hit the ground only makes her giggle, but the moment I’m naked, I’m on her again, kissing and licking every inch of her sweet skin, savoring the flavor I will only taste this once.
“Tell me, little dove, why haven’t you lost your virginity to some boy at school?” I taunt.
Wynter’s breath hitches and her head falls back into the pillow, giving me all the access I need to her throat. “Because you always scared them away,” she moans.
“Teenagers have been sneaking around for centuries, try again.” I lick a path from her collarbone all the way up her neck and then repeat the process on the other side.
“I… I…” Her hips rise to meet mine, her slick pussy brushing along my cock and tearing a moan from both of us. “Because I saved it for you,” she admits.
“Fuck,” I groan. “I want to take this slow, but I don’t think I can.”
“I don’t want you to. I need you,” she whispers. “I need you to fuck me.”
