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PROLOGUE

AVERY

Every girl I know complains about losing their V-card. They make it sound like the most godawful experience and honestly, it’s a real turn-off. Why would any woman want to have sex if it’s not a pleasurable experience? Makes no sense to me.

“I’m going to find someone older and more experienced,” I tell my friends confidently during the weekend before our high school graduation and my eighteenth birthday. “I’m not giving my virginity to some inexperienced teenage boy who doesn’t know his dick from a hole in the ground.”

None of my friends believe me. Instead, they all laugh.

“Okay, Avery. Where are you going to find someone like that?” my friend Tess asks with a hint of smug skepticism in her voice.

“At the resort. There are always loads of hot guys hanging out by the pool.”

Last summer, I scored a job at one of the luxury resorts in my hometown, Scottsdale, Arizona. Sure, all I was doing was handing out towels and checking room keys, but I also got unlimited access to the pool. Since my own parents were too cheap to install a pool in the backyard like everyone else, I endured triple-digit heat to dip my toes in the pristine waters of the resort’s lazy river.

My friends don’t believe me. I’ll prove them wrong, though.

And then I see him: a bronzed god walking through the gated entrance. He’s wearing a tight white t-shirt and a pair of plain black swim trunks. When he stops to pick up towels, he smiles sweetly as he hands me his key card.

I swipe it. Samuel Jacobs.

Well, hello there, Sam.

“How many towels would you like this afternoon, Mr. Jacobs?” I bat my eyelashes and give him my prettiest smile.

“Four,” he says.

I slide the card slowly across to him, hoping for one little touch, but he pockets it quickly. When I reach down for the towels, I do my best to show off my slight cleavage, but he isn’t looking.

Then I remember the frozen grapes!

I grab a small plastic cup and hold out in my hand. “Would you like some frozen grapes?”

I reach for my small container of fruit and pop one into my mouth, hoping I look seductive. Instead, he merely thanks me and walks away.

When he comes back a few hours later to return the towels he borrowed, I’m ready to crawl over the counter and hand him my virginity on a platter. His shirt is draped around his neck and his damp chest is on full display, along with an eight-pack.

My friends clearly don’t know what they’re missing by giving up their most precious gift to some horny, inexperienced boy. A man like Samuel Jacobs must know his way around a woman.

“Good day at the pool, Sam?” I ask playfully as I scan his room key again.

“Yes, thank you, and it’s Samuel,” he says tightly before walking away and giving me the perfect view of the way his black swim trunks cling to his tight ass.

After my shift, I’m exhausted and head home, but Samuel is still in my head. I cannot stop thinking about him, even when I’m in bed, under the thin top sheet. I picture his bare chest and the way his black shorts hang dangerously low on his hips, and my heartbeat instantly picks up and my breathing becomes heavy. My fingers slide beneath the waistband of my panties and explore my lower lips. I gasp in pleasure as my fingers slide inside me and wetness leak onto my hand.

This is new territory for me. I’ve never tried to pleasure myself before now, and as I slide my finger from my warm center, all I can think about is him.

Samuel Jacobs.

I let my mind wander as I slowly slide my fingers from between my lower lips, my back arching off the bed as my fingers pass over my sensitive nub, bringing even more images to my mind.

Samuel’s mouth sucking my nipple between his lips as he fingers my pussy. Him telling me how he’s waited for this moment to make his.

“Yes,” I hiss as I pick up the pace, my juices sliding down the inside of my thighs.

I run my other hand down to my breast, pinching my nipple between my fingers. My mews of pleasure fill the room and indescribable pleasure shoots through my entire body as I climb closer to release.

The tips of my fingers curls slightly, and I gasp and clench my eyes shut.

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