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“All warmed up?” he asked as he stepped into the shower with me.

“Yup.” He was only inches from me. Completely naked. With a hard-on that I assumed was because he felt the chemistry between us the same as I did. “I don’t think warm is a strong enough word. More like hot.”

“Smoking,” he agreed, his gaze dropping to my lips as my tongue glided over the bottom one. “You wanna do something about all this heat?”

I’d held on to my virginity for twenty-four years and had only met Fox a few hours ago, but one thing I’d learned from all the successful relationships I’d seen in the Silver Saints was that when you knew, you knew. “Yes.”

A deep groan rumbled up his chest, and he reached around me to turn off the faucet. Then he wrapped one of his hands around my hip and reached out to open the glass door with the other. “C’mon, let’s get you dried off so I can get you the much better kind of wet.”

Stroking my fingertip over one of the tattoos on his arm, I asked, “I thought you were going to take a shower to get warmed up?”

“Don’t need it anymore.” His gaze swept down my body, and he groaned again. “Seeing you was enough to get me so fucking hot, I might spontaneously combust, baby. And no way in hell is our first time fucking gonna be in the shower. I want you all spread out on that big mattress for me where I can explore your fantastic curves.”

I thought about telling him this was my first time ever, but then I felt like I was the one who would explode when he started to dry me with the towel. He crouched down, his breath hot against my core as he wiped the water from my legs, and my knees were so weak that I could barely stand by the time he was done. But it turned out that I didn’t need to walk because he swept me off my feet and carried me into the bedroom.

After he laid me out on the middle of the mattress, he fisted my hair and tilted my head back to claim my mouth. My lips parted on a gasp, and his tongue swept inside to tangle with mine. The deep kiss stole my breath and made me want more.

Twining my arms around his neck to pull him closer, my back arched off the bed. The movement drew his attention to my breasts.

“When did you get these?” Fox asked gruffly as he broke our kiss, gliding his palms down my chest to palm the rounded globes, his thumbs teasing my nipples.

They puckered at his touch, sending shivers throughout my body.

“My piercings?” I squeaked, my voice betraying me.

“Who else touched these beautiful pink nipples of yours?” he demanded, running his fingers over my already sensitive buds.

“Jealous?” I managed to breathe, though my entire body was on fire. It was hard to concentrate on anything else but where his fingers would move next.

His dark eyes narrowed as they met mine. “Fuck, yes. Don’t want anyone touching these again. You understand? They’re only for me.”

He punctuated his last statement by twisting the silver barbell impaled through my left nipple. I moaned, arching my back as a wave of pleasure shot through me.

“Well, lucky for you that no one else but my piercing teacher has touched them.” I swallowed hard, meeting his dark stare. “Nobody, ever.”

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

“No one?”

The time had come to admit my truth. I hoped that his possessiveness would extend to this, and he’d be happy I was untouched instead of scaring him away.

“I’m a virgin,” I whispered, as though it was my dirty little secret.

His hands trailed down, cupping my already soaking pussy. “I’ll be the first to taste this sweetness?”

“Uh-huh,” I managed to breathe out, my body shivering under his touch. “You want to taste me?”

“Oh, baby, I want to do more than taste you. I want all of you.” His hands rubbed between my thighs. “Do you want to feel my tongue on your pretty pussy?”

“Yes, please,” I panted, already grinding against his palm.

“Love that my girl is needy for me,” he murmured, gliding his fingers through my wetness.

Then as quickly as he started, he pulled his hand away, and I whimpered.

He smirked. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m not gonna stop. It’s just that the first time I make you come, it’s gonna happen on my tongue.”

I didn’t even have time to react before he crawled between my legs. I stared down at him as he smirked, his mouth hovering above my bare pussy, and all reasons to protest left my body.

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