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Angry that I believed I could fuck this beautiful woman and claim her, yet now I know I never will.
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AFTER WE’VE CLEANEDup, Izzy lies on my chest and runs her fingers over my tattoo.
“I’m sorry,” she says.
“You should have told me,” I grit.
Jesus, if Pablo had known she was a virgin, her price tag would have skyrocketed. He would have taken her on the spot and sold her to one of his top customers, who would’ve taken her innocence violently.
Or in some fucked up manner.
“Why? It’s not something I’m proud of,” Isabelle replies and something in her voice gets my attention. I move us so I can gaze into her eyes, even though I can tell she doesn’t want to.
“Okay, none of my business, aside from the fact you are lying on top of me half-naked.” She smiles, and it’s beautiful.She’sbeautiful, and it’s killing me. “If you’re ashamed of being a virgin, why are you protecting it? I know you’re not religious.”
“I could be.”
“Try again,” I sneer. “I’ve lived a hard enough life to trust my gut, darlin’. Something is not right here. You are a gorgeous woman, and I know there are men out there who want to fuck you.”
She tugs her head out of my hands and lays back down on my chest.
“Yes. Not that I’ve wanted to sleep with many of them,” she says. “I do want to sleep with you, though.”
“Ready and willing,” I rasp. However, I don’t mean it. I’m not taking her virginity. If she’s waited until now, it must be important. In a few days, I’ll just be some guy she wants to forget after this nightmare experience.
IfI can get her home.
Isabelle doesn’t want to lose her virginity to me. But I’m curious, so I keep probing.
“So, don’t tell me this is some saving it until you are married bullshit?” I say.
When she’s quiet, a chill runs through me.
No fucking way.
I sit up, lifting Isabelle off me.
Guilty eyes meet mine and my fury fills every cell in my body.
“Jesus Christ, Isabelle. Are you engaged?” I demand.
As she nods, I let out a string of curses and climb off the bed. Standing there buck naked, I stare back down at her, my cock hanging heavily between my legs, and shake my head.
I’m so angry I can’t even speak. She scrambles to her knees and tries to balance on the mattress. When she nearly topples over, I grab her.
“Just. Stop. I can’t...” I need to stop touching her.
She plants her hands on her hips. Then corrects her nightie so her boobs are put away and repeats the action.
She looks ridiculous.
So tiny and flushed from sucking my cock. Trying to intimidate me with her body language.
I shake my head.
“Don’t act that way with me. You were the one who touched me first. Putting your hand inside my panties.”
