Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
“You never forget your first,” I said, almost hypnotized by the sight of her approaching orgasm. “You’ll never forget I was the one who gave it to you.”
“Please, Dominic” she pleaded, sounding somehow frantic and drugged at the same time. “I’m so close.”
“Say you’ll never forget,” I demanded, slowing the pumping of my fingers and raising my head.
“I’ll never forget,” she swore. “There’s no one…I’ll never forget.”
Satisfied, I lowered my head again and worked her to climax. I heard when she came, but I felt it, too. The warm gush, the hard tremor that ran all the way through her body, the collapse as her knees fell to the side and her fingers slowly uncurled from the sheets.
For a moment, we both breathed raggedly. Then she whispered, “Now you.”
I was tempted. But I couldn’t. I’d allowed myself this, and it was too much already. “No,” I bit off, my voice harsher than I intended.
“Please, Dominic,” she whispered, her hands coming back to my shoulders. “Let me make you feel the way you just made me feel.”
The thought of her pretty mouth around my cock flashed through my brain. It wasn’t the first time I’d fantasized about it, but it was downright dangerous to do right now, when it could so easily become a reality. I couldn’t though. Not yet. I had to give her a chance to regret what we’d done already.
“No,” I said again, this time managing to modulate my voice into less of a bark. “This was about you. If you don’t regret it tomorrow, come and find me.”
“I won’t regret it,” she said, her fingers slipping up cup the sides of my face.
The gesture was so tender and intimate it made my heart twist. How long had it been since I let someone touch me like this? Had I ever? I lowered my head so that it was resting on her stomach. I could feel her heart beating somewhere against the crown of my head. “You might.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then like I said, come find me.” I wouldn’t be able to turn her away again. For now though, I managed to keep my hands off her while she got dressed, and even walk her downstairs despite the throbbing hard on that I still sported. “If I don’t see you, don’t worry about Thanksgiving being fucked up. Jake wants you and Christi there, so you should be there.” I said as she dug her keys out of her purse.
“You’ll see me,” Selena promised, and pushed up on tiptoes to cup my face again. She kissed me, feather light, then was gone.
I watched her until she was in her car, then stayed on the front patio as she drove through the gate. When her red taillights finally disappeared around a corner, I went inside.
I needed a cold shower.
20
SELENA
I’d hoped to find the apartment dark and silent. All I wanted to do was get to my room as quickly as possible so I could crawl under the covers, wrap myself in darkness, and relive everything from the safe cocoon of my bed. It was all so strange and delicious and even though my mouth was still bruised from his kiss and my knees still felt weak from the orgasm he’d driven me to, I couldn’t quite believe it was real. It had happened. I had been this close to giving my virginity to Dominic White.
If only he’d taken what I was trying to give.
As I climbed the stairs to our apartment, waited for hot, prickling embarrassment to take over, but though I braced myself for it, it never came. I wasn’t ashamed that I’d practically begged Dominic to take me and he’d refused. I wasn’t embarrassed that he’d seen me in the most intimate way anyone ever had. Maybe I’d feel differently in the morning, but for now, I was buzzing with satisfaction too intense to allow any darkness to intrude.
To my disappointment, there was a line of light shining from beneath our door. When I let myself in, I saw Christi sitting cross legged on the couch, a bag of popcorn in the pretzel of her legs, a small grin on her face. She was watching one of the cookie cutter Hallmark movies that I loved but she usually couldn’t stand. When she heard me come in, she thumped the cushion beside her enthusiastically. “Come on, this one just started.”
“I think I’m just going to go to bed,” I said, trying to hurry through the living room before she could get a good look at me. I wasn’t fast enough though.
“Oh my God,” she said loudly. I heard the bag of popcorn rustle out of her lap as she jumped up and chased after me. She squeezed past me in the hall and blocked my bedroom door, eyes wide as she looked me over. “Selena, you had sex! I can tell by your hair.”