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She makes another distressed sound but doesn't fight my grip. "It was an accident." Her eyes drop mine. "On my part anyway."
My frustration level is rising almost as quickly as the ache in my balls, and my patience is wearing thin. "Give me words that make sense, Val."
Valerie huffs out a little breath, almost sounding like she's the frustrated one. "I wanted to have sex, but no one ever stuck around long enough for it to happen." Her words are a little smoother, a little less forced. "I assumed it was because I wasn't particularly desirable, but since walking away from my life in Minneapolis, I've started to see more of the fucked-up things that happened, and now I'm pretty sure it was my father’s doing.”
I take another slow breath, bringing myself farther from the edge. "Why would he do that?"
Valerie's dark brows pinch together and she stares at me like I'm stupid. "He wanted me to be a virgin because that would make me more appealing to a future husband."
I almost laugh because the whole men wanting virginal women thing is complete bullshit. Instead, I shake my head at her. "I'm not sure if you've picked up on this, but in my opinion, virginity is overrated. The burden of deflowering a woman properly isn't all it's cracked up to be."
I would give my hind teeth for my new wife to not be a virgin. To be able to fuck her senseless until we’re both sweaty and breathless and spent. It was my original plan, but that is no longer an option available to me.
Not tonight anyway.
Valerie's lips purse, like she disagrees with my claim. Maybe she does. I'm sure there's a number of ‘men’ who would. Knobs.
I flex my jaw, grinding my teeth together for strength as I carefully work my body from hers. Thankfully, discovering the reality of my situation finally managed to put a damper on the lust coursing through my veins, and instead of being painfully erect, I've gone down to simply hard as steel, so the process doesn't seem to cause her additional discomfort.
I rock back onto my heels, stripping away the condom and tossing it over the edge of the bed to be collected later.
Valerie sits up on a gasp. "What are you doing?" She seems distressed as her eyes go to the edge of the bed. "I thought we were having sex?"
"We are." I lock one arm around her waist, pulling her into my side as I slide off the mattress, reaching for another condom as I go. "The methods have simply changed."
Even with her heels still on, Valerie is significantly shorter than me, so her toes don't touch the floor as I carry her into the bathroom. I flip on the lights, using the dimmer to bring the brightness down because I'm not sure I can handle seeing her naked in the full light. Not if I want to keep my head. And I do, because it appears tonight I will not have the luxury of fucking my wife.
I drop the foil pack to the edge of my large soaking bath before switching on the water. I've never actually used the thing before, but it's a requirement for apartments such as mine. The resale would have gone down significantly if the master bath had only a shower.
And I'm grateful as hell for it.
As the bath fills I face Valerie, motioning with one finger as I command, "Turn around."
Her eyes hold mine for a second before she does as I've asked, presenting me with her back.
After sweeping aside the long drape of her dark hair, I unzip the off-white dress she chose for the day. "You should have told me."
"I know." Her reply is quiet. Barely a whisper.
Once the zip is down I slide the garment off her shoulders, letting my fingers ghost over the skin of her arms. "Why didn't you?"
Valerie tips her head to the side, barely peeking my way over one pale shoulder. "Would you have made this agreement if I had?"
I don't have to think about my answer. I've spent too many days denying my fascination with Valerie as it is. "Yes." I work the dress past the fullness of her hips and let it drop to the floor at her feet, leaving her standing in just her bra, knickers, and the impossibly high heels that still barely bring her to my shoulder.
"I'm not sure I believe that." Valerie shivers as the cool air reaches her mostly naked form. The desire to see just how much of her beautiful body that shiver affects has me unhooking the clasp of her bra, letting it drop to the tile.
"That doesn't mean it's not true." Reaching around her, I cup the weight of her tits with each hand, teasing across the tightened tips with my fingers. "I've come to the realization that there's little I would deny you."
Valerie leans back against me, one arm lifting to link around my neck as I tease the tight pucker of her nipples. She arches into my touch, voice breathy as she says, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything."
I nip at the column of her neck, soothing away the bite with a swipe of my tongue. "You can make it up to me later."
Valerie reaches back to grip my thigh with her free hand. "Why not now?"
"Because I'm not about to fuck you the way I want now that I know it's your first time." I release her breasts before sliding a hand down the curve of her belly, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her knickers so I can drag them down. I crouch behind her, sinking my teeth into her plump backside as I go. The bite isn't hard enough to leave a mark, but it's enough to make her yelp. "That's for not telling me your father's in the Mafia." I stand, tracing my fingers up the backs of her thigh as I go. When I'm back on my feet, I swat her other arse cheek with a sharp smack, eliciting another yelp. "And that's for not telling me you were a virgin."
Valerie kicks away her dress and knickers then turns to face me, looking fucking stunning in nothing but her heels. "Don't forget that I had nefarious reasons for talking to you in the bar the first night."
