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The thought stills me like a splash of cold water asI stare down into her moonlit green eyes. I’m in love with this woman. Wrenlee.
Her eyes search mine like she’s looking for something deep within. I don’t know if she’ll find it, but I know that I want her to. I want to be everything this woman needs. I want to be everything she wants. Everything she seeks.
Her body softens more beneath mine, her legs wrapping around me in a way that opens her to me more. Black dots infringe on my vision as I war with the desire to take what her body is offering me. But I don’t move. I need her words.
“Kitten.” My voice sounds hoarse, raw.
“Make love to me, Cash. Show me I’m yours.”
Ahh, hell.If words could break me.
I need to taste her. Holding back the desire to crush my mouth to hers, I claim her mouth gently. Without any hesitation, she parts her lips for me, and I breathe her in. Inhaling her deep into my lungs. She’s sweet vanilla cream and when she moans beneath me, I feel the sound in every fissure of my being.
“I think I always knew you were mine.” The confession falls from my mouth against her throat as I kiss her there. “Before I propositioned you to be my fake girlfriend, I knew. I just wasn’t ready to admit it.”
“What?” She’s breathless, blinking through lust, clinging to composure.
“I wanted you before I ever spoke a single word toyou. Watched you. Wondered how I’d make you mine, knowing I’d fail—that you were too good for me. Too sweet. Then I overheard you with Addy that night—” She shivers as my teeth graze her collarbone. “I knew I had my in.”
“As your fake girlfriend.”
Pulling back, I pin her with my gaze. She’s beautiful like this, flushed skin in pale moonlight, eyes bright. “It’s never been fake. Not even when I told myself I’d keep it that way.”
“Cash.”
“You’ve always just been mine, Kitten. And I’ll be yours until the last breath I breathe.” I press a kiss to her chest where I can feel the thunderous beat of her heart. My own heart roars in response. “I love you, Wrenlee. All of you.”
Slender fingers spear my hair as she lifts herself to crush her mouth to mine. A small sound whispers from the deep of her throat, a cross between a sob and a sigh that I devour.
“Show me,” she begs. “Please, Cash, show me.”
I know what she’s asking for and I don’t want to deny her anything. Not ever. Slowly, with my hand gripping my dick between her legs, I guide the tip to her wet core, and slide between her folds. Every small sound she makes is stored into the vault of my mind. For as long as I live, I’ll never forget this night with Wrenlee.
I find her entrance and settle there for a moment, her body stiff beneath mine in innocent awareness. She knows what’s coming, but she doesn’t know what to expect. I love that she’s never been with anyone else, that I’m the first and I’ll do my best to be the last.
“You sure?” My heart is slamming so hard in my chest, I wonder if she can hear it.Feel it.
“Yes.” There’s no hesitation.
When she presses her lips to my throat, I sink in a slow inch. She’s impossibly tight around me, sucking me in even as her body pushes against the foreignness of mine. I won’t be foreign to her for long. Soon, her body will know every inch of mine. She will learn me, how to move with me, how to open to me. And I will learn her. Every dip and curve and sigh. I’ll commit them all to memory.
I push deeper, feeling her legs quiver around my waist and her breath stall in her lungs. I swallow back a groan of near pain as I hold myself above her, my mouth moving slowly over hers. She’s so wet, I thought I’d slip right in. But she’s tighter than I expect, tense.
“Relax for me, baby,” I urge gently, peppering kisses over her face before claiming her mouth again.
“I’m freaking out a little,” she admits in a small, trembling voice. “You’re taking it so—slow.”
“Does it hurt?” I hate myself for asking, for drawing attention to it, but I have to know.
“A little,” she admits through a wince when I push just a little deeper inside.
I feel like a virgin myself, and fuck, isn’t that a joke. My body is trembling, holding back as I try to take it slow so as not to hurt her. Why the fuck do men want virgins? This is—torture.
At her small hiss of pain, I feel myself pulling back. I’m not used to this. I’ve never been with an innocent.
“No!” She cries, her nails biting into the flesh of my shoulders as her legs lock around me to pin me there inside her.
I’m stronger than her. I could break the prison of her limbs locked around my body if I wanted. But I don’t want. All I want is to lose myself inside her. To make her mine in the way she’s asked—begged me to do.
