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“Can I ask you a question?” When she nods, I forge on. “How did you get to eighteen and there hasn’t been one guy who’s tried to feel you up?”
She laughs, the sound soft and almost shy. Maybe even a little embarrassed. “I don’t know. I don’t think guys are attracted to me. At least, not the guys I’ve been around.”
I actually snort. “I don’t believe it.”
“Maybe I scare them? Being a Lancaster also has disadvantages.” She sounds sad about that tiny fact.
Me though? I love that all of these assholes haven’t tried anything with her. Their opportunity lost is my advantage gained.
“I’ll go slow.” I kiss her again, unable to resist her plump lips. I could kiss her all night. She’d probably be more than okay with that idea, but I also want more.
So much more.
“I know you will.” She pulls away some, a tentative smile on her face. “How much more time do you think we have?”
I frown at her, confused. “What are you talking about?”
“We’re supposed to meet Iris and Brooks at the hot tub. Do you think they’re there already? You have a view of the backyard.” She shoves lightly at my chest and I let go of her, her feet dropping to the floor as she slips from between me and the door, heading to the window.
I watch her go, resting one hand on my hip while I run my other hand through my hair, trying to calm my racing heart. She pauses in front of the window, pushing back the curtains with both hands, the light from outside outlining her figure. My greedy gaze drinks her in, how her skirt is slightly wrinkled and rises higher than normal, offering me a glimpse of the back of her thighs. The very thighs I had my hands on not even seconds ago.
I want to get my hands back on them again.
“The party is clearing out,” she announces, her gaze stuck on the terrace below. “Looks like most of Pru and Paris’s guests are gone.”
Is she so nervous that she’s stalling? Probably.
“Do you see Iris or Brooks?”
“No.” She shakes her head but doesn’t look at me, her gaze still stuck on the window. Her hands still curled around the silk curtains, keeping them apart. “I thought I heard them in Iris’s room when we walked past the door.”
I heard that too. The giggle and the groan. I’m sure they’re having a great time alone together. The hot tub meeting might even end up forgotten if they get too carried away.
“Should I text Iris?” she asks.
“No,” is my immediate response, making her glance over her shoulder at me. “We should probably leave them alone. Would you want Iris texting you right now?”
“I don’t know.” She visibly swallows and returns her attention to the window.
Oh yeah. This girl is definitely stalling. The nerves are getting to her.
I consider taking my shirt off but leave it on, approaching her carefully. Slowly. Until I’m standing directly behind her, settling my hands on the gentle swell of her hips, pressing my fingers against her flesh. I’d love to get rid of the dress. Get rid of my clothes. Pull her onto the bed and slide right into her, but that is moving way too fast.
I might have to settle with some dry humping, and I can do that.
I’ll do anything for this girl. I wonder if she realizes that yet.
CHAPTER FORTY
Willow
I am so nervous, I’m visibly shaking. The only reason I’ve got the silk curtains in a death grip is because I’m hoping it’s not obvious how much I’m trembling. I’m too much in my head, thinking all of the thoughts that go along with the situation I’m currently in.
Are we going to have sex tonight? Is it going to hurt? He promised to go slow. I felt his erection and it was … larger than I thought it could be. That struck terror in my heart and filled me with worry. Is this possible? Will he fit? Will he stretch me so wide that I’ll cry?
Oh God.
See? This has the potential for disaster—my thoughts. My worry.
