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“Tell me.”
“Ye were me first and only kiss, and I have found meself thinkin’ about ye quite often too,” she confessed and watched as his gaze widened at the revelation, displaying his shock.
She didn’t know what he thought about it, but she felt significantly lighter after sharing that information. It felt as if she had bared a rather vulnerable part of her soul by telling him that he was the only man she had ever kissed. Although, she did not mind one bit.
* * *
Flynn waited for a few seconds, unable to believe what Astrid had just said. He did not know how he had gotten so lucky. The woman sitting in front of him was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, and she had just told him that he was the only man she had ever kissed. The only man who had ever touched her.
A sudden sense of possessiveness and pride overtook him, as he was ecstatic about the fact that his betrothed had only ever kissed him. He had never been the kind of man who would judge a woman based on the number of men she had been intimate with, and he knew if the case was otherwise, he would have still wanted Astrid just as much.
Although now that he knew the truth, he couldn’t deny that he wished for it to remain that way. For him to always be the only man who knew what she tasted like or smelled like. The only man who was close enough to touch her. Despite the fact that this betrothal between them was fake and would reach an end soon, he still couldn’t suppress the unfamiliar burst of possession that had overtaken him.
“Are ye serious?” he finally asked, still unable to believe it.
“Serious about what?”
“About me being the only man ye had ever kissed?”
“Aye. I think that is another reason I have never been able to forget about ye. Ye were me first kiss, the first man who came so close to me,” she whispered, her smooth skin turning crimson at the reply.
He smiled at her obvious shyness, which was enough indication that she was indeed telling the truth.
“Will ye let me kiss ye again, Astrid?”
She looked up at his question, surprise and want evident in her eyes. He knew she wanted to kiss him just as much as he wanted it himself.
“Please,” she whispered.
Flynn immediately closed the distance between their lips, meshing into her soft, pink fullness. She immediately began to kiss him back as if it was just what she had been fantasizing about doing for some time now. He slowly bit her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth as his tongue swooped inside her mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips, making Flynn even more aroused than he already was.
He easily picked her up and placed her on his lap, her long legs going on either side of him as she sat down comfortably, their lips still attached to one another. She did not resist one bit but only continued to kiss him faster and harder, making him want her even more than he already did.
Flynn could not remember wanting anyone as much as he wanted Astrid. There had always been an attraction between them, but he could not think straight as soon as they touched. There was something about her.
“Astrid,” he whispered as he snaked his hands around her small waist, softly bunching her long, blonde hair in his hands and pulling softly at it until their lips parted and her long, slender neck was right in front of his gaze.
She sighed softly just as his lips touched the sensitive skin under her ear. “Oh, Flynn.”
“Yes, darling,” he replied as he continued placing kisses all over her neck.
Her sighs were enough to tell him that she wanted him immeasurably, and Flynn’s arousal was just enough indication for her that he wanted her too. He released her hair and once again brought her lips to his, and she eagerly kissed him again.
Just as Flynn bit her lower lip softly, she suddenly placed both her hands on his chest and pushed him away. He did not understand what had just happened as she backed away just a bit, enough to get off his lap and get back to her feet. Her breathing was erratic. She was still close enough to kiss, but he stayed away, wondering what was going on in her mind.
“We cannae do this,” she finally said, and Flynn was not surprised. He already knew she had stopped for a reason.
“Why not?” he asked, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear.
“This betrothal is fake, Flynn. We cannae forget that,” she said in a low voice. “Yer still me enemy, and we are never going to get married. I have already given ye me first kiss, I cannae give ye all of me as well. Please.”
“Do ye really mean it, Astrid? Ye really dinnae want me?”
“I mean it, aye,” she whispered, but he could see the hesitation in her eyes.
He knew she was only pushing him away to protect herself, to protect her heart from breaking because this betrothal was going to end sooner or later. Marriage could never happen between them.
“Yer right,” he finally said, and Astrid nodded, heartbreak written all over her face.
