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I pull my T-shirt off and she rests her palms against my chest while I undo my jeans and push them down. I get my mouth on her. I get my tongue inside her.
Bambi on the hood of my car, gazing up at me with her legs spread and giving me those fuck-me eyes.
“I want you so much. Can I have you, Bambi?”
Mia nods. “Please. Laz—”
My name sounds so good in her mouth. I want her saying it as she comes. I’m so needy to be inside her and she’s just so wet spread open before me. The sweetest invitation I ever saw. I take my cock in my hand and guide it down to her entrance, coating myself with her slippery wetness.
“Laz, remember I told you—”
She speaks at the same time as I thrust into her. Fuckingfinally. My cock is buried inside her cute little snatch, and I get to pound the living daylights out of her, like I’ve imagined hundreds of times by now.
It takes me a moment to realize that Mia yelped in pain and her face is screwed up.
Oh, shit. That was too much all at once. I’m being rough with her.
“I’m so sorry, Bambi. I got carried away. I’ll warm you up with my fingers, I just—” As I draw out of her, I freeze. “What the hell?”
There’s blood on my cock.
Maybe she’s on her period and she didn’t realize?
An ominous feeling growing stronger and stronger inside me tells me she’s not on her period.
“I’m a virgin.”
“You’re awhat?” Horror plunges over me. But she can’t be a virgin when she sucked me like that and danced in my lap. “Mia, what thefuck. Why didn’t you tell me?”
She gapes at me. “I did tell you. The day you beat up Kaleb and his brother.”
I mentally riffle through the conversations we’ve had that even allude to sex, and I come up blank. The day I beat up those idiots I propositioned her in the bathroom, and she turned me down flat. She never said,I’m a virgin, Laz.
She slides off the hood of my car and drags her underwear up her legs. “I can’t believe you don’t remember.”
I pull my jeans up and button them. “The word virgin never passed your lips. What did you even say to me?”
Mia collects her clothes, humiliation and anger etched on her face. Or is it pain? Jesus fucking Christ, I just impaled a virgin like she was an experienced sex kitten. I barely warmed her up first.
“You wanted to screw in the bathroom, and I replied,What an enticing first time.”
First time.
First timeever.
I shove my hands through my hair, groaning and wishing I could rewind the last five minutes. “Fuck. I thought you meant first time with me.”
Nothing about Mia has ever screamed virgin to me. I’ve never been with one, but aren’t virgins supposed to be trembling violets? Every time she’s kissed me, I’ve felt her desire. She danced in my lap like a woman who knows her way around a man. Her blow jobs are supreme.
Or was this my own assumption because pinning her down and messing with her was too much fun? Being an asshole to her was delicious revenge against the wife I didn’t want.
She pulls her clothes on, and when I try to touch her, she shoves me away angrily. “Even if you didn’t realize, I tried to tell you just now, but you wouldn’t listen to me.”
Her voice sounded like she was turned on, not begging me to stop. Or was that what I wanted to hear?
“I’m so sorry, Bambi,” I say in a hollow voice. “If I’d realized you were a virgin then I never would have done it like that.”
She slumps on the hood of my car, and her misery is so painful to witness that I wish she’d stay angry with me. The light has faded from the sky, and we’re left in chilly darkness.
