Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“I happen to agree with you.”
I nod. “Good. Okay.”
“When I give that piece of myself to you, I want to know that you’re in this as much as I am.”
“I’m in this.”
She tilts her head to the side and studies me. “When we get to that point, Rome, and in my heart, I know we will, you’ll have a piece of me that no other man will ever get.”
I let her words spin around in my head. She’s not saying…? Is she trying to tell me she’s a virgin?
“Spell it out for me, baby girl.”
“I want you to be my first. In case that’s not clear enough for you, I’m a virgin.”
“Virgin?”
“With my brother and all of you around all the time, did you expect me not to be?”
“You’ve been away at college for two years.”
“I have,” she agrees. “But something inside me, the girl who’s always crushed on her older brother's best friend, hoped it would be you. I was ready to give up that dream and get past it. Then you walked into my room the day before I left to go back to school on spring break, and you shattered my will to move on. In my heart and in my mind, I’ve always wanted it to be you.”
I’m standing before her in a matter of seconds and dropping to my knees. We’re eye to eye, and I take her face in the palm of my hands. “I don’t deserve you. I’m too old for you, and we have so many twisted connections with your brother and the rest of the guys that this is going to get messy.”
I want to tell her I would be honored to be her first, but the truth of the matter is that it scares the hell out of me. I know me. I know how I feel about her. I know the battle I’ve fought with her and with myself to stop us from being here. It’s dangerous for me to know that I could be the first and only man to ever be inside her.
Something primal flows through my veins. I’ve never felt this kind of yearning before in my entire life.
“Then be messy with me, Rome.”
“Baby girl, there is no one on this earth I’d rather be messy with.”
I can’t fight her. I can’t fight what I feel for her, and when she turns those beautiful green eyes on me and bats those long eyelashes, I’m done.
“No sex. Not tonight.” There isn’t an ounce of insecurity in her tone. “But I need to feel your skin against mine. I’ve wondered how it would feel so many times. Please, Rome?”
I never stood a chance at denying her. “Okay.” I kiss her quickly, then stand and take a step back before pulling my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. We both start getting naked. My eyes take over every inch of her, committing this moment to memory.
“You’re beautiful.”
“I—I’ve never been naked, not all the way in front of a man before.”
I can’t help it. I smile. “Just me?”
“Just you.”
“Good.” I snake an arm around her waist and pull her close as I softly kiss her. I want to fucking devour her, but I’m taking this slowly. She deserves to be cherished, and I want to be the man to make her feel that way.
Her tits press against my chest, and she shudders at the contact. I’m certain it’s the contact and not the cool of the air-conditioning. Either way, I pull out of the kiss and grab the cover, holding it up for her. “Climb in.”
She does so with ease. I drop the cover over her.
“I need to get the lights and turn off the TV. If the guys drive by and see it on, they might stop, and nothing is keeping me from holding you all night.” I kiss her temple and stride out of the room. I don’t bother with clothes. The house is dark, except for the slight glow of the TV. I don’t plan to be away from her for long. I double check that the door is locked, turn off the TV, and find my way in the dark back to my room. Again, I close and lock the door, and then turn off the bedside lamp and crawl into bed beside her.
“Come here, baby girl.” I hold open my arms, and she nestles into me, resting her head on my chest. I wrap my arms around her as she exhales.
“It’s better than I imagined it would be.” Her hands roam over my abs. She slowly makes her way toward my cock.
I place my hand over hers, stopping her. “What are you doing?”
“Am I not allowed to touch you?”
I huff out a laugh. “Is it your life's mission to torture me?”
“No, but I’ve never touched another man, and… I thought we could, you know… explore.”