Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89331 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
I feel his erection against my ass, and I push myself harder against him. His teeth find my earlobe, and he tugs on it gently. Tingles course through my body, and I buck my hips against him.
I moan as he moves his fingers down between my legs, and he pushes my bikini bottoms to the side so that his fingers slide along my slit.
He steps back, and I turn to face him once again, waiting for him to remove my suit. He doesn’t. He just looks at me, his lips parted and his breathing heavy. He reaches out to cup my breast as he leans in and takes my lips in a kiss that leaves me breathless. I moan into his mouth as I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him tightly as our tongues dance together.
He reaches down and picks me up. I tighten my arms around his neck as he carries me out of the pool and lays me on the floor’s heated tiles. He kneels before me and kisses his way down my neck to my breasts. His mouth finds my nipple, and he teases it with his tongue before taking it between his teeth and biting down. I gasp as my core clenches.
“I won’t stop until I’m inside you,” he whispers, pulling my bikini bottoms off my hips.
I don’t want him to stop. I want him to give me a night I won’t forget, a night I can’t remember without feeling weak in the knees.
He pulls my bikini top over my head and tosses it to the side.
Do I tell him? Do I confess a fact about me that I’ve never kept secret before? My virginity is a badge of honor. It’s never been my shame before, and yet there is a part of me that doesn’t want him to know. What if he stops like Eros did?
And is Perseus worthy of giving my virginity to?
“I’m a virgin,” I blurt out, tired of overthinking it.
He takes my lips in a deep, searing kiss. “I know.”
“Eros told you?”
“We tell each other everything, but we also dug into your past the minute you walked through the door.”
My eyes widen in surprise. I don’t know how to respond to that. I’m a little pissed, but I’m also flattered that these boys have done so much research on me, and I’m clearly a topic of their conversations.
Know thy opponent.
Impressive.
He pulls back, tracing my lips with his finger. “I’ve wanted to be your first since the first time I found out.” His eyes lock with mine. “I’ve been recently tested and haven’t had unprotected sex since. We all have.”
My inexperience is clear right now. I’d never think to stop and ask this question, and I should have.
“I’m on the pill,” I admit. I prefer regular periods and—
“That’s what I like to hear,” he growls.
This is awkward. I try to turn away, but he grabs my chin and makes me look at him once again. His eyes are serious, and my stomach clenches.
He leans in to kiss me, and I relax, letting my arms loosen around him.
He pulls back and gives me that cheeky smile that I used to hate but suddenly find endearing. “Now, where were we?”
In an instant he’s inside me, and I feel a sharp pain that quickly fades as he stills, his eyes taking on a look of concern.
“Did I hurt you?”
I shake my head. “No.”
He pulls out, then slowly thrusts inside me again. The pain is still there, but as he thrusts deeper, it subsides. He continues to thrust in and out of me at a steady pace, and the pressure builds in my core.
“Then get ready. Because I plan to,” he warns.
I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer to me. He growls as he thrusts harder and deeper, his eyes locking on mine as he drives into me.
His eyes never leave mine, and I can tell he’s watching me, waiting for me to tell him when to stop. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and suddenly I want to see him lose control.
I lift my hips to meet his thrusts, urging him deeper. His lips curl up into a smile, and he picks up his pace, his thumb moving to my clit. I pant and moan, my nails digging into his back. The heat inside me intensifies, and I bite my lip, desperately trying to hold my orgasm.
I don’t want him to stop. I moan as he slams into me, his teeth nipping at my neck. It’s everything I ever imagined and more.
Perseus slows his pace but maintains a steady rhythm as he thrusts in and out of me. There’s stretching and even a little pain—but I like it. I like it a lot.
The orgasm is building in my core even more, and I moan as I try to stave off the pressure. I’ve always heard virgins can’t have orgasms, but I’ve been primed, and my body is ready. Overdue, in fact. My body disagrees with the rules of virginity.