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I kept my face empty of emotion. She didn’t need to deal with the confusion I was experiencing right now.
“It also just takes time to learn someone’s body,” I said. “Everyone is different and what one person likes might feel like shit to another. Everyone has certain things they like and ways they can orgasm. Trying to apply a broad brush over giving and getting pleasure just doesn’t work.”
“What…what are you into?” She looked up at me shyly.
“During sex? Or foreplay?”
“Either.”
I leaned back, running my hands up her thighs and circling her waist. “I like women with eyes the color of the ocean and blonde hair long enough I can wrap it around my fist.”
A little smile ghosted over her mouth.
“You’re just describing me,” she whispered.
My throat and mouth went as dry as sand. Deep inside, my heart thumped like a drum. I’d realized it when I was balls deep in her pussy and if I wanted to tell her, now was the perfect time.
“I like you, Iris,” I said. “A lot.”
She swallowed hard and her fingers came up to slide over mine so we were both holding her together. I could feel our hearts thumping in the silence between us. In this moment, there was nothing but our just-fucked bodies all slippery with soap and the realization that her next words could break my heart or bring me to life.
“You like me?” she said. “Is that why you kidnapped me?”
I shrugged. “Maybe.”
“You kidnapped me and now you’ve dragged me halfway around the world, Duran,” she said. “I certainly hope you like me.”
That word, despite it being mine, didn’t sit well with me.Likewasn’t a good enough word to describe the rage I’d felt every time she’d been in danger. It was a poor way of describing the overwhelming warmth in my chest as I held her naked body against mine.
The truth was, I never wanted another man to be in my position. Ugliness rose in me at the image. My fingers tightened, gripping her hard.
Mine.
There was a heavy knock on the door. I’d completely forgotten that we’d ordered dinner over an hour ago. She scrambled up to let me step out of the tub and wrap a towel around my waist. I shut the bathroom door and went to let the concierge in, staying back while they rolled the cart into the room and parked it.
I glanced over at the bed.
It was a mess. Rumpled sheets stained with cum and blood. Our clothes littered the floor.
Grimacing, I took three hundred dollars from my wallet and handed it to the man.
“Sorry about this,” I said. “I forgot we ordered dinner.”
He accepted the money, backing into the hall. “It’s no problem, sir. Enjoy your meal.”
“Thanks,” I said.
“Would you like me to have fresh sheets sent up, sir?” he asked.
“Yes, please,” I said. “Thank you.”
He nodded curtly and disappeared and I locked the door. I stood there for a moment, realizing what this must have looked like to him. Undoubtedly he knew who I was so he probably assumed I did this all the time. He probably thought I was some rich asshole who deflowered women almost ten years younger on hotel sheets regularly.
Was he right?
She wasn’t the first virgin I’d fucked in a hotel bed.
But she was the first that I’d fucked and decided that no one else would ever do the same.
