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He smiled, stepping into my house before closing the door behind him to lean against it. “By letting me have another one of your firsts.”

I arched an eyebrow, smirking. “What are you saying, Christian?”

Leaning forward, he whispered in my ear, “I want to make love to my girl.”

“Whoa, you go from zero to a hundred like no one I’ve ever met before.”

“Let me take care of you, sweetness.”

I thought about it for a second. “What happens after?”

He grinned. “I make you come again.”

“Christian.” I blushed. “You know what I mean.”

With another honest expression, he vowed, “I’ll love you forever.”

“What about Jax?”

“What about him?”

“He’s still going to be a big part of my life.”

“As long as I have a bigger part in it, then we won’t have a problem.”

“Of course. I want to love you forever too. I’m yours,” I stated with sincerity.

“Not yet, but you will be soon.” With that, he gripped onto my ass and pulled me against his body. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he walked us back to my bedroom.

He knew we were alone. My aunt was at work. She was always at work.

With each step he made toward my room, I felt the butterflies bubbling in my stomach. I wasn’t nervous, more like anxious for what was to come.

“I missed you,” was all I could say as he laid me down on my bed before he hovered over my small frame, caging me in with his arms around my face.

“I missed you too, baby.”

I was only wearing a flimsy sundress, and it was easy to throw over my head after he kissed me. Once I was naked, he eyed me with a predatory regard that had my thighs clenching. He did this to me every time I was bare for him, as if he was taking me in for the first time.

I loved it.

Nobody made me feel what Christian could. At seventeen-years-old, I was already aware no one else ever would.

I could sense he was hesitating probably on my behalf, knowing this was the first time for me. I wanted to feel him in every possible manner. I had for months now, but he never tried more than just us messing around. He respected me, and coming from a guy like him, it meant everything.

Recognizing his uncertainty, I made it easy for him. Tugging his lips back to mine, I coaxed, “Touch me, Christian.”

“Where?” he said into my mouth.

“Anywhere you want.”

He smiled as he slipped his tongue past my parting lips. Working it in ways that had my legs spreading and wrapping around his waist. My arms quickly followed, doing the same around his neck.

No space or distance between us.

He kissed me gently, adoringly, fervently.

Christian pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to look deep into my eyes. There was a hunger in his stare that I’d become familiar with. Although he wasn’t even touching me, I felt him all over.

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