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“Not in the slightest.”
I hear her exhale a long sigh and she brings her hands up between us, resting them on my chest. The feeling is breathtaking, and I gaze down into her eyes. “Thank God for that.”
Okay… now I’m confused again. “Why do you say that?” I ask.
“Because I’d hate for your conscience to get in the way of me telling you that I’m in love with you, too.”
I close the gap between us, crushing my lips to hers, hearing a low growl which I guess must be coming from me. Livia makes just the slightest of moans as I brush my tongue against her lips and she gasps, but opens up to me, and as I let my tongue dance with hers, I bring up my right hand, cupping her jaw and letting my thumb stroke against her soft cheek.
I keep telling myself this can’t be happening… and yet it is. I can feel her hands coming up to my shoulders and resting there. Her breasts are pressed hard against my chest, and it takes all my strength not to move my hips… not to let her feel what she does to me… what she’s been doing to me since the moment I first saw her.
I tilt my head though, changing the angle and kissing her deeper… harder, pulling her closer to me, even though it’s torture. It’s wondrous torture. Her moans become sighs as she breathes hard against me. She’s too much and I have to slow this down…
I ease up a little, sucking gently on her bottom lip, and then I lean back, staring down at her.
A smile forms on her slightly swollen lips, her eyes shimmering as she blinks and lets out a slow breath. “I—I’ve never done anything like this before,” she whispers.
I bring up my other hand from behind her, cupping her face. “Like what? Falling in love? Because I have to say, it’s a first for me, too.”
She lowers her eyes to my lips. “That’s nice to know, but it wasn’t exactly what I meant.”
“Oh…” How could I be so slow? I’ve been telling myself how young she is, ever since I realized I’d fallen for her. “I see what you mean.” She looks up into my eyes again. “It’s okay. We don’t have to do anything now, if you don’t want to. We can wait.”
She bites on her bottom lip, making me want to bite it back again, although I restrain myself. “I—I don’t think I like the sound of that.”
“The sound of what?”
“Waiting.”
My cock twitches against my zipper, and I make a conscious effort to pull back just slightly. The last thing I need right now is for her to notice my arousal and feel pressured to do anything about it.
“Then what do you want?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “To be honest, I don’t know.”
“You don’t have to decide anything right now, Livia. We can take this however slow you want.”
“I don’t think you understand.”
“Then explain it to me.” She takes a breath, stuttering it out. “Are you nervous?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t be, baby. Not with me.”
She smiles. “I—I have no experience of this. None at all. You say I don’t have to decide, but I don’t even know what I’d be deciding on. That’s what I meant when I said I don’t know what I want.”
“But you want me?” I think I’ve got that right.
Her smile widens. “Oh… God, yes.”
I sigh out my relief. “Okay. Come with me.”
I release her, leaning over to switch off the oven, and then take her hand, leading her from the kitchen, back into the hall and up the stairs. At the top, I turn to the right and she follows, pausing with me on the threshold of my bedroom.
I look down at her perfect face, all innocence and sensuality. “We’re gonna take this slow… one step at a time. If you wanna stop, at any stage, just say, and we’ll stop. Okay?”
She nods her head and I open the door, letting her enter ahead of me.
