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“Well,” he says, sliding his hands around my sides. “I happen to think you’re an absolutelyperfectgirl.” He presses his fingers into my flesh and pulls me flush against him. My hands land against his chest and I look up at his darkening eyes. “And just the right size for a guy like me.”
“You really think so?” I ask, swallowing hard as my eyes drop to his full lips and my tongue snakes out to wet mine.
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” he growls, lowering his head until his lips crash with mine.My first kiss.
JACKSON
Ikiss her with an urgency that startles me, and every nerve in my body burns as I finally,finally,taste her sweet lips.She tastes like sugar.
It only takes her a second before she melts against my body and I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer. As my mouth moves against hers, my tongue tasting and teasing, I reach between us to where her hands are pressed against my chest and drag them up, pulling them over my shoulders. She needs no further encouragement and instantly wraps an arm around my neck.
I groan into her mouth, feeling her other hand sliding into my hair, her fingers fisting.
“Mmm.” She presses in closer, and feeling her generous, round breasts against my chest, only a couple of layers of clothing between us, has my blood burning with need. I can hardly wait to peel away every stitch of clothing from her body, pull them over her luscious curves until she is wearing nothing but a blush and a sated look on her face.
I turn us around, my mouth hot and demanding on hers, and walk backward till I feel the wall against my back. Wordlessly, she follows and allows her entire body to sink into mine, settling into me. I drag my hands down to cup her butt, something I’ve been dying to do since the moment I saw her walk in front of me, and instantly, she whimpers.
“So sweet,” I murmur. I love the feel of her mouth moving against mine, her velvety tongue trying to keep up as I taste every bit of her sweetness, swallowing her little gasps and moans and utterly devour her.
When we finally break apart, Sophia’s head is tilted back, her eyes closed and her mouth plump and pink. She looks happily ravished, and as she slowly opens her eyes, I feel my arousal throb at the glazed look of pleasure in them.
“Jackson.” Her voice comes out in a sexy, throaty whisper as she traces a finger against her swollen lips. “That’s the first time anyone’s ever kissed me…” She trails off, absently reaching up to trace the same finger over my lips.What did she just say?
I still, and suddenly every nerve, every cell, and every possessive instinct in my body is screaming at me to sweep her up, to hold her, toneverlet her go.
She’s never been kissed.
Those words sink into my soul, along with the realization of just how precious, how innocent, and how untouched the woman I hold in my arms actually is.
“Sophia,” I groan as I bury my face in her hair. “You’re killing me.”’
“I am?” she asks, hesitation coating her words as her body tenses.
“In a good way,” I whisper, and I pepper tiny kisses along her pulse line. She moans. Then I finally pull away to look at her.
To think that she’s never been with another man—or evenkissedanother man—nearly brings me to my knees. She’s special with a capital S, and her first time needs to be special as well.She deserves to be made love to, to be held, to be so aroused that when she finally takes me within her, she won’t feel any pain.
She deserves the world.
“Jackson?” Her voice pulls me back, and I look down and see her worried eyes gazing up at me as her teeth press into her already swollen lip. “Is everything OK?”
My brow knits, and I immediately lift a hand to run my thumb along the softness of her jaw. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“You were miles away, just then,” she explains, her eyes searching my face. “Did I…that kiss…did I do something wrong?
“God, no,” I bite out, shaking my head. “I fuckinglovedthat kiss, sugar.” I lower my hands to her hips and drag her against me, grinding the insistent bulge in my pants against her stomach. “Can you feel how much I enjoyed being your first?”
“Yes,” she gasps, looking away, embarrassed.
“Hey,” I say, hooking a finger beneath her chin and turning her face until she’s looking at me. “Don’t you ever feel shy around me, sugar. You hear? You’re safe with me. And you never need to hide. Because I see you. And I want you. Just as you are.”
Her mouth opens as if she’s about to say something. Then it closes, and she presses her lips together, her eyes shining like she’s fighting back tears before she nods, then smiles up at me. “I want you too, Jackson. And if it doesn’t freak you out too much, I also want you to be my first everything. It would make this Christmas I thought I’d lost to the storm the most wonderful Christmas ever.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, studying her eyes intently.
She nods. “I’ve never felt this kind of connection with another person before. And now that I do, I don’t want to wait to explore it.”
“Well then, it would be my honor,” I whisper, before bringing my mouth back to hers and kissing her slowly as her hands slide over my chest then back up around my shoulders.
