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“My being a virgin doesn’t bother you?” she asks, stammering as her face turns pink with embarrassment, once again reminding me just how innocent she is.
“The opposite, really.” Leaning over the center console, I kiss her. Part her soft lips with my tongue and steal the very breath from her lungs. “Knowing I will be your first and last is... Jesus, London, I feel like a conqueror acquiring the world’s greatest treasure. You are my reward in this life, and I plan to keep you happy. You will never want another man, and it won’t be based on threats or bullying, but because no one will ever treat you like I will.”
The next kiss is more possessive than each before, giving her a glimpse of the animalistic hunger I’m keeping under a tight control for her.
Fingers flexing over the back of her neck, I tighten my hold and tilt her head. Angle her to my liking and kiss her like I haven’t before. No control or slowing down, I want London to accept this part of me and yearn for it.
To know that while she is my equal in our day to day, in bed I will own her. Will possess her with each touch.
And then, when I feel her body tremble, I let her go.
Releasing my hold, I sit back and watch her squirm for me. Take in a few deep breaths while gathering her composure, but I see the effect.
The outfit I bought for her is simple and comfortable, but at the same time hides very little from me. A pair of black yoga pants that molds onto her every dip and curve, a white tank top with a matching lace bra that shows how hard her nipples are, and a pair of low UGG boots to keep her feet warm.
It’s not cold outside, not the near freezing temps we’re used to, but the evening air still has a small bite to it. Enough that I gave her an old hoodie of mine to use if she needs it.
One that has my name on the back. A gift from my mother I never put to use, but now I appreciate.
“Wow,” she whispers low, almost to herself.
“You’re perfect.” My eyes flicker to those kiss-swollen lips and then to the time on my dashboard. “However, if we don’t stop right now, I’m taking us back home and locking the door.”
“What?”
“We’re here.” Turning the car off, I get out without replying, adjust my cock, and walk around to her side opening the door. “Come along, Miss London Foster. We have a date to begin.”
Twirl puts her hand in mine, letting me pull her out. She stands a few inches from me. Looking at me. “It’s getting harder and harder to pull back from you, Malcolm Asher. Very hard.”
“I’ve never had a choice when it comes to you.” A click of my fob and then I find myself walking with her hand in mine. We make it just outside the parking area when she stops, finally realizing just where we are. “You okay?”
Her mouth is gaping, and her eyes show excitement. “Oh my God! Which one are we doing?”
“Both.”
“You brought me to the Planetarium and the Aquarium. Malcolm…” my name is a sigh on her lips “…you’re killing me. I never stood a chance.”
“Does this mean you approve?”
“This means… I love it.” And this time, she controls me with her lips.
20
THERE ARE A FEW moments in your life that mold your future.
Losing someone you love.
Becoming an adult.
Then, there is that split-second where your heart and mind connect. Where it recognizes a significant shift and the happiness a new arrival brings. Where you feel the worry you carry slip through your fingers, and the world around you fills with brightness.
That perfect instant is where I am right now, watching as Malcolm slips his fingers below the surface of a shallow tropical pool. He’s wiggling two digits as a stingray comes close enough to touch. His face is calm as the animal pauses just beneath his hand, letting him pet it with soft strokes. It’s the most serene I’ve seen him, and I’m enjoying every single second.
From the different attractions—mammal or reptile exhibits—he’s been attentive and informative. Sharing with me what he knows, how he’s secretly an animal documentary lover, and how it’s his go-to when he wants to decompress.
How much he admires snakes but hates them close unless it’s behind a glass enclosure.
How Shark Week is something he never misses and wants to share the next one with me.
