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“Don’t stop, Ted. I want this… I want you. Please.” She rose on her toes and rested her lovely body against his. Then she kissed him with all the innocence he’d never known she had.
“I could hurt you,” he said the words against her lips, unable to pull back.
“You won’t, and I know this means nothing, I won’t—”
“It means something,” he said softly.
“You’ve made me feel things I’ve never felt before. I want this. Need it.”
So honest, Ted thought. Mandy would never hide how she felt about something like this.
Ted had never slept with a virgin, even when he was one. All he knew was that he couldn’t hurt her—but he also couldn’t walk away from her now. He wanted her, and she wanted him.
It was enough, and he was past the point of stopping; that would destroy them both.
“But you know all about what happens, right?”
“Of course. You know who my aunts are, right?” Her smile was small and nervous. “Then there’s the knitting club.”
“Right. Silly me,” he muttered, easing back slightly.
She was a beautiful woman. Lovely curves, and soft pale skin. Lifting a hand, he touched a curl.
“Be sure, Mandy.”
“I am.”
Everything had changed now. He couldn’t give in to the need rampaging through his body. He had to make this good for her.
“Ted?”
He kissed her again and let his hands wander all over her body, skimming curves and planes, stroking the soft curls between her thighs. He swallowed her small pants and moans. Easing his finger inside her, he stroked the damp folds, and then deeper, simultaneously running a finger over the hard little bud. She shuddered.
“Just feel now, Mandy.”
“I want to touch you too.”
“Sure.” Ted gritted his teeth as her hand ran down his chest and stroked his stomach. “Wrap your fingers around me, Mandy. Feel what you do to me.”
Her fingers were warm and shook as she took him in a fist. Ted could do nothing to stop the moan. He pushed another finger inside her and elicited the same response from Mandy.
“Stroke up and down, sweetheart.” She was a fast learner, Ted thought, wondering how much he could take.
“That is wonderful.” She whispered the words into his neck.
“More than,” he rasped as her hand tormented him and he tormented her. Another finger, and then another. Stretching her to accommodate him.
“Oh,” she whispered as her body grew rigid and she found her first release. Ted had to say the man in him was pleased that he’d given it to her. It was a caveman reaction that was likely beneath him, but he still felt it. Just as he would when he was deep inside her.
Picking her up, he lowered her onto the sofa. She looked as sexy as hell lying there with her hair everywhere, sultry eyes watching him. Her body was a lush work of art that he wanted to spend hours memorizing.
“If I take a photo for my wall, would you mind?” He said it mostly to cover his sudden uncertainty. Ted wasn’t sure why he felt like the virgin, but he did. He grabbed the condom, his fingers shaking as he opened the foil package and rolled it on. He’d never experienced that before.
“I don’t like pictures of me.”
“Why?” He settled between her thighs, his lips touching her jaw. Soft kisses. “Tell me why someone as beautiful as you doesn’t like photos taken of her?”
“I just don’t.”
