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“Not so fast,” I said, deciding I wanted to bargain a little with this important info. “If I share my secret with you, you have to share one back with me,” I bartered slyly.

After thinking it over, Evie agreed. “Fine. A secret for a secret. Let’s hear it.”

Lowering my head to her ear, I whispered, “I haven’t slept with anyone since we met, Evie. I waited for you because you’re the only one I want to be with. No one else.”

Evie sucked in a breath as I rubbed my throbbing erection as proof against the front of her tight, black pants.

“Your turn,” I said, rimming the shell of her ear with my tongue suggestively. That was only a taste of what I was going to do the moment I took her upstairs and ripped every stitch of fabric off of her curvy as fuck body.

Shivering at my touch, Evie whispered back, “I… I’ve never been with anyone before.”

I stilled, not thinking I’d heard her right. “Evie, are you telling me what I think you’re telling me?

She nodded. Pausing, she took a deep breath and admitted shyly, “I’m a virgin.”

An electric jolt of pleasure shot through me, and my dick stiffened to the consistency of a fucking steel rod. Lord knew I didn’t deserve such a thing, but I loved the idea of being her first. Of being the only man who she’d ever let touch her.

Lifting Evie into my arms, I spun her around, so her back was now flush up against the car and I was in total control. Her legs opened wide, inviting me inside. My cock found her center like a homing device and began to grind against her soft mound.

Our mouths collided. My tongue broke through the seal of her pretty, pink lips, seeking its mate. My hands squeezed her tiny waist, pinning her in place as I smashed my throbbing erection against her needy clit.

When she whimpered at the rough contact, I said, “Tell me you want me to be the first inside of you, Evie. Fuck, Babe. I need to hear it!”

Evie pulsed forward, seeking more contact to alleviate the nagging tension building inside of her. “I… can’t,” she ground out, but her body ignored her words and kept thrusting wantonly against mine.

Her arms were wrapped around my neck and her head was resting against the car. With eyes pinched closed, she was clearly trying to shut me out of her thoughts. But I wasn’t going to allow it. I needed my girl to see what I was doing to her. I couldn’t wait to explode into that tight as fuck cunt of hers the moment I felt her pussy walls choking my dick. That was my idea of heaven. And I wouldn’t be denied.

I let her rub up against me a few more times before I commanded, “Open your eyes, Evie. I want you to look at me when I make you come.”

Her beautiful green eyes popped open and tried to focus on mine through her haze of lust. “We shouldn’t do this,” she denied me a second time.

My hand reached between our bodies, and I began rubbing her clit directly. “Why not?” I pressed her, feeling her resolve bend to the point of snapping. “Don’t you want to feel my cock inside of you?”

“I do,” she admitted, her mind and brain in a titanic battle of wills. “But I’m afraid.”

My hand cupped her face, forcing her to look at me. “What are you afraid of?”

“That you’ll get rid of me the moment something better comes along,” she confessed.

“Not possible,” I told her. “There isn’t anything better than you, Evie.”

Sweeping her into my arms, I took my girl around to the passenger side door. Depositing her inside, I buckled her in and slipped into the driver’s seat.

“What are you doing?” Evie asked me as I inserted the key into the ignition.

“You said you wanted to go home. You had too much to drink, so I’m going to drive you there,” I explained.

Evie shook her head. “What about the party?”

“You told me you wanted to leave. I’m respecting that,” I reminded her.

I put the car into reverse. It was a piece of shit beater that I was going to have to replace ASAP. No way my girl drove something this unsafe. I could see her in a Jeep or another sporty-type vehicle. I’d have to check in with Hammer in the morning to see what the shop had available until I found something that fit her personality.

Once beyond the gate, I took a left toward her apartment. Evie gave me a questioning stare. “You don’t even know where you’re going.”

I grinned back at her. “Babe, you can’t be that naive.”

She flushed. “You know where I live? How? Did you check into me or something?”

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