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It wasimpressive. Long and hard and the tip slick with lust. He was ready to take me, and holyshit, I was ready for him to do it.
I’d never had sex before. I’d done a lot, but the real deal had never happened for me, and if there was one person I wanted to give my virginity to, it was him.
Power flooded the room. The bear was so close to the surface, and an animalistic growl emanated from Jameson’s mouth.
My power rose to match it. It increased the heat so that it felt like the office around us was on fire. My fox was just under my skin, and she wanted Jameson’s bear as much as I wanted Jameson.
This was it. For weeks, I’d ached for him, craved him, and told myself it wasn’t going to happen. He didn’t feel the same way about me. He wasn’t attracted to me.
I’d never been this happy to be wrong before.
Jameson paused, and I moaned in protest. I wanted him inside of me. My pussy tightened, and I could feel my pulse in it, anticipating what was to come.
I reached for Jameson and wrapped my fingers around his cock. He sucked his breath through his teeth. His skin was hot, branding me, his thick flesh hard and desperate in my hand, and it matched how I felt.
I pumped my hand up and down a few times, and Jameson groaned, dropping his head onto my shoulder.
“Oaklee,” he growled.
“Jameson,” I answered in a breathy voice.
“I can’t.”
I let out a moan, but this time, it was one of protest. “Don’t stop now.”
“I’m sorry.” He pushed up and sat back on his heels. I watched him put his cock away, zip up his pants, and fix his buckle again. “You havenoidea how sorry I am. I just… can’t.”
I squeezed my eyes shut.
My whole life, I’d run away from men who wanted to take what they figured was theirs, men who didn’t care about anyone but themselves. Now, I’d found someone I wanted to give it to, but he didn’t want me.
“It’s okay.” My voice was strained. I sat up on the desk and wriggled out from underneath Jameson. He got off the desk, and I felt naked and vulnerable, suddenly. I found my pants—my panties twisted in them—on the floor where I’d kicked them off, and I pulled them on, trying to work the jeans and panties together.
I got stuck, and that made me feel even stupider.
“It’s not you,” Jameson said, his voice hoarse. “It’s me.”
“That’s a very cliché thing to say.”
Jameson drummed his fingers on his thigh, irritated. With me, or himself? “It’s true. It’s my dad. I can’t be like him. I can’t do this—”
“Yeah, I know all about you giving it all up. Why did you do this, then, if you knew you were going to stop?”
“I didn’t know if I could stop,” Jameson said. “I didn’t think I was going to. I didn’t want to.”
“And yet, here we are. Stopping.”
“You’re incredible. It’s impossible to resist you.”
“Looks like you’re doing a great job.”
I was being sarcastic as hell. I’d known from the start Jameson didn’t sleep around. Nadia had told me, and his sister had only confirmed it. I’d told myself this would never happen, no matter how much I’d wanted it. Now that it had, I wasn’t surprised that he’d stopped.
I was just… disappointed.
It didn’t hurt any less that he hadn’t gone through with it just because I knew why. If he didn’t want me, it was still hard to believe that it wasn’t because ofme.
“I shouldn’t have let it go that far,” Jameson said. “I already fucked up.”
