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“It’s not that,” I grind past the fist-sized lump wedged up in my windpipe. “I… you’re… I want to take it slow with you. This isn’t just something casual. We’re married. There’s a lot riding on this for both of us. For everyone.”
“I know,” she breathes, but her eyes don’t shine with any less heat as she stares me down. “But it felt right. It felt so right.”
“You’re younger than I thought.” It’s a stupid thing to say and I wish I could take back the awkward words. I should have done the math sooner when she was talking about the courses she wants to take.
“I’m old enough to know my own mind, if that’s what you mean. And before you ask, I’m on the pill. I’m not stupid. I know that most people lose their virginity before now. My father was very strict. Dating was out of the question, and I didn’t find anyone I was attracted to anyway. Not that I wanted to do that with. But I knew it was probably coming. Sometime in the future. I wasn’t going to live in my father’s house forever or maybe I’d run into someone and things would change. I don’t know. It was stupid, but I went to the doctor and got the shot four months ago.”
“That’s not stupid.”
“No?”
“No.” I can’t stop myself from cupping her face between my hands. “No. It’s not. Wanting to protect yourself. Be responsible. Knowing your own mind. That isnotstupid.”
“I’m telling you that I know my own mind. That for the first time… I want this. With you.”
“I hurt you.” I feel like a damn broken record right about now, but it still doesn’t stop me.
“Yes, but it was just for a second. I would have enjoyed it if you kept going.” Her whole face flushes scarlet. “I did enjoy it.” She blinks hard, before her eyes sweep back up to my face. “It’s you I’m worried about. You had a terrible morning. A hard last few days. I just hit you and made you bleed, so as for hurting, I’d say we’re even.”
“We’re far from—”
Her hands jerk away from mine, which are still planted on her face, and drop down, running the length of my chest to stop at my belt. I let out a hard groan and jerk like I’ve just been shot. Believe me, I know all about that and what it feels like and having her sweet, small hands inches away from my cock is just about as painful.
“I want to make you feel good. Like you did for me. We don’t have to- to do everything right away, but I want this. I want you to teach me.”
“Like hell I’m gonna let you get down on your knees and—”
“Stop,” she breathes, raggedly. She already knows me better thanIknow me. “Don’t think that about yourself. I want to take you in my mouth.”
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
A man would have to be a damn saint to say no to something like that. Especially as Leena tears away and slidesdown slowly to her knees. Her hands tremble at my buckle and I barely resist the urge to tear all of our clothes off and take her again.
Unbidden, my hands reach down to fist in her delicious chocolate hair. Even though the rational part of me tells me to tear her hands away and stand her up, the baser part of me wins out. I want her too fucking badly. I let her undo my belt and with that click of metal, I know there isn’t any going back.
Chapter 18
Leena
After I spring his belt open, Wraith tugs at my hair so hard that pain blossoms along my skull. He tilts my head so that I have to look up at him. The burning desire twisting up his features makes my skin suddenly hot and uncomfortable, like it’s too tight. My leggings are already soaked.
“You want my cock, Leena?”
“Yes,” I gasp, too turned on to do much more than breathe raggedly and hope that my heart doesn’t rip out of my chest and land in a bloody pool on the floor between us.
“Yes what?” he says with a smirk. It’s like a switch was flipped in his brain and he’s no longer worried about what happened earlier. Like he wants this as badly as I do and he’s willing to take the lead.
“Yes, I want your cock.”
His eyes burn with satisfaction at hearing me say it. “Where do you want it?”
“I want to take you in my mouth. I want to make you come the way you made me come.”
He lets out a painful sounding groan. “Jesus, Leena.” His teeth grind audibly. “That’s a lot.”
I’ve heard women talk about swallowing before. How gross it is. How much they hate it. How guys choke them with their cocks. How it’s debasing and disgusting.
I know that Wraith would never use me like that. This is something I want to do for him. My mouth waters and my knees go weak at the thought of taking his cock and tasting his arousal, bringing him to the brink and letting him lose control.
