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Beg?
He wanted me to beg?
Was this his idea of foreplay?
“Sophia?” He grabbed my jaw and stared down into my eyes.
This was so wrong—and yet…
“Please take me.”
It was as if I’d unleashed a firestorm with those three words. He had himself and me naked in seconds, put on a condom, raised both my legs, and pushed inside of me with one long stroke.
I cried out with the sharp pain.
And we both froze.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
“What the fuck?”
I stared at her, and she stared back at me defiantly.
When I pulled back, she interlaced her legs behind my ass and held me in place.
“Sophie?”
“Yes.”
“Are you still a virgin?”
She cocked her head. “Right this minute, I would say no.”
I narrowed my eyes. “And a minute ago, the answer would’ve been?”
She closed her eyes, then whispered, “Yes.”
My chest imploded, my thoughts were a garbled mess, and all I could do was stare.
Holy shit. She’d been tight; I realized she was tight when I had my finger in her. I just didn’t… She’d been Fausto’s slave. I thought for sure she’d been raped.
And instead, she was still a virgin. Had been a virgin, as of a minute ago.
Until I took her virginity.
“Let me go,” I growled.
She shook her head.
“Sophia.” My voice sounded dark and menacing. But that was exactly how I felt.
She’d given me her virginity.
Why would she do such a thing? Why was someone like her, beautiful enough it hurt, uninhibited, forward enough to ask for what she wanted, still a virgin anyway? An alarming thought entered my mind for the first time.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty.”
