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Sat on the opposite side of the huge U-shaped couch to me, watching some cop drama show, I don’t know what it is called, because in all honesty, I’m not that into it. Instead, my thoughts are running through my mind a million times a minute.
“I can’t believe it was the dog that did it,” Beast says.
“Oh yeah, I didn’t see that coming,” I answer absentmindedly. I frown as Beast switches off the TV. “Hey,” I protest, even though I wasn’t watching it.
He raises his brow at me. “You weren’t watching it. You’ve been sat there staring at the same spot above the fireplace for the past hour. Hell, I’m not even sure you’ve been blinking,” he jokes.
I sigh. “Sorry. My mind is on other things.”
He turns, facing me. “Come on then, let’s hear it.”
I frown and shake my head. “No, no, it’s nothing,” I lie. It is something, but it’s not something I could explain to him.
“Fine. I know you’re lying, so to make this easy on you, I’m going to let you ask me one question, and I will answer it honestly. No bullshit,” he suggests.
I squint, staring at him, wondering if he has a game plan. “Okay, I can ask anything? Even something awkward? Nothing is off limits?” I press.
He shakes his head. “Nothing is off limits. Ask away, baby.” He winks.
I’m going to ignore what him calling me baby does to me, and I go straight for the jugular. “There is one question that keeps repeating in my head, and no matter what, I can’t figure out the answer,” I state.
He nods. “Ask away.”
I inhale a deep breath and on the exhale, I ask the question. “Why does the idea of me being a virgin disgust you?” The playfulness in his eyes disappears immediately, his jaw clenches, and the silence between us is deafening. “You said to ask anything,” I state.
He nods. “The idea of you being a virgin doesn’t disgust me. If anything, I’m fighting a strange desire to slam my dick inside you and claim not only you, but your virginity. Knowing that I would be the first and only man to bring you pleasure, knowing that it will only ever be my name that you’ve screamed from your beautiful mouth,” he admits.
I open my mouth to say something, but all that comes out is, “Meh, uhhuh.”
“You want me, darlin’. I can practically smell your arousal, but I need you to see me, all of me. I need you to want me as much as I want you. I won’t touch you until you do,” he adds.
I frown. “But if you can smell my arousal, if you can tell that my body wants you so desperately, why isn’t that enough?” I ask. Thankfully, my brain has finally kicked back into gear.
He walks to me and stands at the end of the couch where my feet are. Bending down, he grabs my ankles and yanks my body to him. A squeal escapes me, but it soon dies when he leans over me. His nose brushes against mine as he braces his hands on either side of my head. He lightly brushes his lips over mine, barely touching, teasing.
“Because darlin’, I can make your body want me, and I can make your body crave my touch, but that’s not enough. I want more. I want to be the only thing you think about when you wake. I want to be the only thing that consumes your every waking thought. I want to be in your dreams each night you go to sleep, but beautiful, that’s still not enough,” he says softly across my lips.
I look into his eyes. “What more could you possibly need?” I ask on a whisper.
“Your heart,” he rasps.
I swallow, pausing before I open my mouth to say something, but I am unable to form any words, unsure of what to say.
He smiles. “It’s okay, darlin’. I am a patient man.” He stands and grabs my hands, pulling me to my feet. Placing his hands on my waist, he steadies me and gently tucks a strand of my hair back behind my ear.
“I know you said you won’t touch me until, until, well everything, but we’ve kissed, so surely we can do that?” I ask. I flicker my gaze between his eyes and mouth. His hand that tucked my hair behind my ear moves around to cup my face. He slowly sweeps his thumb across my bottom lip, and I can’t help myself. I slowly swipe my tongue across the tip of his thumb. A low growl comes deep from within his chest before he slams his mouth down on mine.
I grip his T-shirt, scraping my nails across his torso. His tongue invades my mouth, duelling with mine. I press my body against his, moving my arms around him, clinging to him. His hand that was at my waist moves over my behind, cupping and squeezing my cheeks in his large hand. I lift my leg, trying to anchor it, desperate for fiction. I immediately feel his hard length between my legs and moan. His hand that was cupping my face reaches behind my head where he grabs a fistful of hair, giving a sharp tug,
I gasp and tilt my head back, He places his mouth on my neck, kissing, sucking, and nipping, causing me to whimper. He freezes before he buries his face into my neck.
“Beast,” I pant. He lifts his head and releases his hold. I look up at him, and his eyes are searing into mine. I reach up and cup his face. “What is it?” I ask.
He holds the back of my hand and places a kiss on the palm. “Bed,” is all he says before he takes my hand in his and leads me upstairs to his bedroom.
FINALLY! I scream internally with excitement. Nerves and excitement swirl in my stomach, and god, I hope I don’t smell. What if him saying he could smell my arousal was him hinting that I need a wash? What if he doesn’t enjoy himself because I’m so inexperienced? Oh shit, now I don’t know if I’m ready for this.
He switches on the lamps, and the room is spacious and light, with a huge queen size bed. Not that I’m really taking in the décor right now, as my eyes are focused on the bed. The large bed I’m about to finally lose my virginity in. He’s got white sheets! What if I bleed? Oh god, this is embarrassing. I’m 24 and I’m acting like I’m a 16 year old on prom night. I should have just had a random drunken fumble and got it out the way.
