AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Now my hands stopped. “Are you saying...?”
“I’m a virgin.”
No way. This stunner of a woman couldn’t possibly be untouched. She was all mine?
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
Silence. And it stretched for what felt like an eternity. With each heartbeat, I felt myself sink deeper and deeper. This wasn’t going to happen.
“That depends,” she said.
“Depends on what?”
Anything. I’d do anything to be with this woman. I’d walk ten miles in that snow outside. I’d give up everything I had. Whatever she wanted.
“If this is just sex to you, I’m out,” she said. “I want this to be something real. I know it’s early but?—”
“Absolutely,” I said without hesitation. “These are real feelings.”
“Good.” She snuggled against me, sliding her hand under the waistband of my boxers. “But what about Bo?”
Her fingers were sliding over my bare ass, moving around to my hip. My thoughts went to her touching me in the bonus room. Nothing had ever felt good as her hand wrapped around me.
“I don’t really want to talk about my buddy right now,” I said.
“He’s my boss.” Her fingers grazed my cock, and I sucked in a breath. God, that felt good. “He might fire me if I’m sleeping with his best friend.”
Calling us best friends was a stretch. We were longtime buddies, but he and Brody were closer. In fact, Brody was the best man in this wedding.
“Bo won’t care at all,” I told her. “He’ll probably high-five me and tell me not to get in the way at work.”
Her movements stilled. That was the last thing I wanted. I reviewed my words, and my mind snagged on the part about high-fiving.
“Don’t get me wrong about the high-five thing,” I rushed to say. “I certainly don’t see you as some sort of conquest. It’s a guy thing. We have to be assholes when we’re talking about our women. It’s in our DNA.”
It worked. She moved again, this time to wrap her full hand around my cock. That was more like it.
“You think of me as your woman?” Jilly asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Of course,” I said. “And I’m your man.”
That seemed to be all she needed to hear. She released my cock, but only to tug on the elastic of my boxers, pulling them down to my thighs. And then she was kissing me as she returned her hand to my erection and began long, slow strokes. I had to get these pajama bottoms off her, but her touch felt so good, I didn’t want to break away to do it.
After several more strokes, I stilled her hand as I’d done earlier and whispered against her mouth, “You’ve got too many clothes on.”
She seemed to get exactly what I was aiming for. We separated as much as we could on this bed, and I worked on getting rid of the boxers while she rustled around. When wecame back together, her bare skin against mine threatened to drive me over the edge. I had to hold out. I had to make this special for her.
Finally, I broke the kiss our kiss and rolled her on her back, but only so I could begin exploring her body with my mouth, my tongue, my hands. I worked my way down, taking extra time on her nipples as I slid a finger into her, testing her wetness.
She was ready for me. But I wouldn’t be happy unless she came first.
I moved down her body, pressing kisses along her stomach, her hips, and the insides of her thighs. I paused briefly as my back twinged, but it held out, so I continued. Parting her legs, I settled onto my stomach and covered her with my mouth. It might have been my imagination, but she seemed to taste like vanilla—same as the scent I’d come to associate with her.
But I shifted my focus to giving her pleasure. Every squirm, every arch of her back, every sigh in the darkness got me a little harder.
With one final sigh and an arch of her back, she climaxed, but I didn’t stop until she tilted her hips away from me. And then she reached for me, urging me upward, her legs automatically going around my waist as I positioned myself above her.
I had to go slow. The first time was sure to be painful for her, plus my size took some adjusting for a woman, anyway. I held myself above her, barely able to make out her face in the darkness. I didn’t need light to know that the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen was beneath me, waiting for me to take her virginity.
