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Then a devastating thought occurred to me. “I don’t have any condoms.”
Her shoulders slumped some before she looked up. “I’m on the pill. And now you know I’ve never been with anyone…”
If I had been standing, my legs would have given out and I’d be on the ground right now. Was she asking me to make love to her without a condom?
She clearly saw the shock on my face because she started to backtrack. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have even suggested it. That was so stupid of me.” She let out a nervous laugh. “We can totally forget this whole thing, there’s no rush.”
It was my turn to laugh, but there wasn’t an ounce of humor in it. “Kip, I’ve never had sex without a condom—”
“Of course. That’s…um…smart.” Jumping up, she plastered on that fake-ass smile she used for the camera. “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”
She stepped toward the ladder, and I grabbed her hand. “Wait. Let me finish, okay?”
Her eyes darted everywhere in the loft but at me.
“Kipton.”
When her gaze slammed back to mine, I saw her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath.
I stood and drew her to me. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Every time I’ve had to date one of the women from the show, you’re all I think about. At night in bed, you’re the last person I see in my mind, and the first person when I wake up.” I closed my eyes for a brief second in an attempt to keep my own desire at bay. “I want to feel your hands everywhere on my body. I want to feel your lips on my skin. I want to touch you in places no one ever has before. I desperately want to be your first and…and this is probably crazy to say because it’s too soon, but the idea of another man touching you drives me insane.
“I want to be your first and your last, Kip. I’m falling in love with you.”
A single tear slipped free and trailed down her cheek. I leaned in and kissed it away. Moving my mouth to her neck, I kissed there as well before whispering in her ear, “Are you absolutely sure?”
She grabbed my shirt to steady herself, like she had this morning. “I’ve never been more sure of anything, Hunter.”
Bending, I scooped her into my arms and carried her over to the bed. I gently lay her down and reclined next to her, trailing my fingers over her cheek. “Are you nervous?”
She shook her head. “No. Well, maybe a little, but only because I’m worried I might do something wrong.”
Smiling, I took her hand and kissed each of her fingers before I captured her mouth with mine. The kiss was slow and easy. It took everything I had not to move fast. The fact that it was Kipton, and she was inexperienced, had me going extra slow. I wanted to memorize every moment and make it special for her.
It blew my mind that someone so amazing and gorgeous was still so pure. Knowing I was the first man to touch her, to make her come, nearly had me losing myself right then and there.
I rolled over her, keeping most of my weight off her. She opened her legs, and I rocked against her, causing us both to moan. Her hands moved up and under my shirt, where her nails scratched softly over my skin. My entire body trembled from her touch. I’d never wanted anyone even half as much. I only hoped that I made it feel good for her…and that I didn’t come the moment I pushed inside her body.
“Hunter,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around me. “Please.”
And that one word was my undoing. I was going to make Kipton mine. Forever.
Chapter Twenty-One
KIPTON
I may have been a virgin, but I wasn’t ignorant about what happened between a man and a woman. All that knowledge went out the window, though. The only thing I could think at that moment was how much I wanted to feel my bare skin against Hunter. I needed it like I needed air to breathe.
Hunter pressed against my core, and a shot of desire hit so hard, I felt like I could come again from this alone. I had given myself plenty of orgasms, but the one Hunter gave me in Vegas had been mind-blowing. It was hard to believe that was just last night. And now here we were, in a little cabin in Montana, and he was about to make love to me.
“Hunter,” I gasped as I wrapped my legs around him. I needed more. God, I needed more. “Please.”
He stilled, and I was about to ask him what was wrong when he suddenly pushed off me and stood, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the bed as well. His mouth was back on mine as he grabbed my sweater and lifted it, only breaking our kiss to pull it over my head. I quickly did the same with his long-sleeve shirt.
Hunter pulled me against him, his kiss getting more passionate when our skin met. Then my bra was undone. I hadn’t even realized he was unfastening it.
Easing back, he pushed the straps off my shoulders, letting the bra slide down and drop to the floor. Then he simply stared at my breasts. I should have been embarrassed, or had the urge to cover myself. Instead, I felt an unfamiliar heaviness in my breasts. I arched my back in a silent gesture for him to touch me. Hunter lifted a hand, and I couldn’t help but notice how it shook. Was he nervous?
Then both of his hands were on my breasts, cupping and massaging in a way that nearly made my knees buckle out from under me. My head dropped back as I let out a long, low moan.
