Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
With a pained look, she manages to get it out. As if the word itself is like some kind of thorn in her side.
“I’ve never been with anyone, Ash…I’m a virgin,” she sighs. Her shoulders sag and her eyes slide away.
Ashamed.
But it’s the best news I’ve ever heard, and her telling me the words herself is music to my ears.
“Bridget,” I say, taking her cheek in my palm. “Why would you make it sound like a bad thing?” I ask her.
Pressing her hand flat against mine, she keeps her eyes down.
“I just thought, I dunno, I just thought you’d think I was just a dumb kid or something. An inexperienced, younger girl, and you’re so….”
“I’m so what?” I frown, wondering what else she’s really thinking—checking a few of my own worry boxes in my mind.
I realize that she’s a younger girl, but I’m also an older guy, and maybe that’s not what she really wants for her first time.
Her eyes look up at me, finally. But there’s a sheen of tears in them.
Tears of self-doubt I never want to see in her eyes again.
“You’re just so damned…perfect, Ash. And I was worried you wouldn’t want me like that,” she confides, but she couldn’t be any further from the truth about how I really feel about her.
Hooking my arms around her, I silence both our minds with another kiss. Showing her just how I really feel about my virgin girl.
When I do think about the subject, it’s only deciding that she’s not going to be a virgin for very much longer.
“We can go as fast or slow as you want,” I promise her, relieved when she smiles and sniffs back her emotions.
She pulls me closer, pressing herself into me as she makes little mewing sounds. Relieved she’s told someone. Happier still, she’s told the one man who’d want her as bad as I do, no matter what.
But knowing she’s untouched, knowing I’ll be her first and she’ll be my only from now on? It’s turned the trillion-dollar moment into something more.
Something truly priceless between us.
Sacred.
And I’m a man who honors all things sacred, starting with Bridget and her virgin body. Right now.
“How soon can you pack?” I ask her, making her giggle before she sniffs back the last of her tears.
“I mean it,” I tell her, “We can go anywhere you want, do whatever you want. As long as we’re together, just you and me.”
She studies me for a moment.
“You really do mean it, don’t you?” she asks and I see the smile that plays on her lips when I tell her I do.
That’s the smile I want on my girl’s lips. Every moment of every day from now on.
The two of us.
Together.
Mine.
Us.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Bridget
Nothing fazes Ash. It’s like his years of putting himself in danger to help and save others really have made him into something way beyond the best.
Plus, any man who not only doesn’t flinch but actually gets hard seeing me naked?
That’s incredible in itself.
I shouted out loud yesterday that I’d be too fat for him to catch me. And now that he has me, I’m bleating about being a virgin, as if it’s the plague or something.
But it’s me Ash sees when he looks at me. I can see and feel that for myself.
He’s not just calling me beautiful or perfect because he wants to get in my pants.
The guy actually means it, and it’s something I never thought I’d ever hear any man tell me in this life, let alone a real man like Ash.
We dodge the bullet that is my Mom coming home unexpectedly somehow. And his only thought after she’s gone is taking me away from this house.
Taking me away from the life I’ve convinced myself is all there is for me.
His own swollen length, still stiff at attention, tells me his body wants me, but at the same time, he’s mature enough to control himself.
Telling me we can go as slow as I need.
And judging from the size, the sheer girth of his beautiful thick cock, that’s sensible advice.
I do want it though. I want him inside me like nothing else. But here in my parents’ house, with either one of them likely to turn up again and ruin what should be the most special moment between us?
I know he’s right. We have to go, but a part of me knows without a doubt that if I leave now, I’ll never want to come back.
And I don’t think Ash is just gonna just drop me home after he has his way with me. He said it himself, right before I jumped.
Remember?
He told me he’d never let go, and now I know what he really meant by that.
“You okay?” he asks, looking concerned as he catches me gnawing at my lip.
A bad habit I have whenever I have to make real-life decisions.