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I absolutely, one hundred percent want to fuck you.
I ignore her question again, my back settling against the chair as I cross my arms. I feel my biceps clench when her eyes graze over them.
“How do you do it, tell me. You cook them dinner, and then what?”
“You don’t want to get into this.”
“I do,” she says. “I want to be warned.”
“Your friends already warned you. You’re the one who keeps mentioning fucking. Do you want me to fuck you, Alex?”
“That’s not what I said,” she fights back, her cheeks reddening. “You’re always where I am. Only you don’t want to get to know me. I can safely assume that’s how you get the girl, isn’t it? You make her feel a bit special, and before she knows it, she’s in your bed. But you wouldn’t want to talk about each other, that’s a little too deep.”
“I can go deep, don’t you worry.”
She gulps, her throat working hard as she puts her cutlery back on her plate. “I’m done,” she says hastily, getting up and bringing her plate to the sink. She turns it on, grabs a sponge and soaks it in dish soap, then rubs the plate, quick and hard. I know she’s just working to keep busy now.
I get up slowly and walk to her, stopping at her back. My hands grab her waist, and I lower my lips to her ear.
“I can tell you one thing.” My thumbs caress her above the hoodie she’s wearing, and for the first time tonight, I realize it’s mine. She’s wearing my fucking hoodie. Wearing my scent on her skin.Fuck. “I don’t cook them dinner, I don’t make sure they take a break from work, and I don’t tell them about not having been to high school. I don’t ask them about their studies, either.”
“Why not?” she whispers.
“Because I don’t care.”
I give her a second to take a ragged breath.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Alex?” I repeat my question, unable to control myself. What I’d give to fuck her without any repercussions. Just because I want to. Just to hold her afterward, watch her sleep, and then do it all over again.
She shivers under my touch, washing the now clean plate.
“Could you take it?” I insist. “The way I fuck?”
I slide my hands to her front, one of them cupping her pussy through her shorts. “It’s rough, and sometimes I like to make it hurt.”
I feel her breathing accelerate as my hand lowers. I touch her naked thigh. Her skin is softer than the silk she’s wearing. I slip my fingers underneath, my heart accelerating when I realize she isn’t wearing anything else. My breath hitches when I feel her wetness.
“I like punishing my girl when she does something bad. How much do you like being degraded, Alex? Do you like being treated like a little slut, being made to wait and beg before I give you the satisfaction of touching my cock?”
A small whimper escapes her, more wetness pooling between her legs.
“Could you handle me?”
My hard-on is painful in my jeans, and I grind against her perfectly round ass before letting the tip of my finger press between her lips and at her wet entrance.
She jumps and spins around to face me, as if my touch brought her out of a trance. Her movement forces me to retrieve my hand, both of them ending up on her hips. “I’m a virgin,” she gasps. “I—oh my god.” Her eyes widen when she realizes what she just said.
I reel back. Why am I surprised? Of course, she’s a virgin.
Her phone rings, startling both of us, and she glances at the island behind me.
“It’s my dad,” she says knowingly without even looking. She walks around me, making sure not to touch me, and grabs her phone.
“Dad.” She eyes me, blanching as she disappears in the hallway. “No, I’m almost done, I promise. What about…” Her voice slowly fades before I hear a door closing.
Alexandra Delacroix is the sort of girl who does extra essays until midnight. She dabs the corners of her mouth after each bite. She’s a pretty angel, glowing from all the riches she was born into. She’s sweet, innocent…and a fucking virgin.Stilla virgin. I can’t fucking destroy that.
Except I told Emma and Vito Luciano, I would.
