While I’m freaking out, I love how expressive she is, how I can see the gears in her head grinding as she processes. I’m in awe of this woman as she narrows her eyes and tilts her head ever so slightly to the left. Her lips part, but then she presses them together as she eyes me like she is trying to find the lie or the joke. I fully expect her to laugh, to call me a liar, but instead, she asks, “A virgin?”
I swallow as I tighten my grip on her wrist. I would let go of her, but I know she’ll start moving and then I’ll be coming everywhere before I even get inside her. “Yes.”
“As in you’ve never had penetrative sex?”
I nod, biting the inside of my cheek. “Yes.”
She blinks. “Why are you lying to me?”
I inhale sharply, letting my breath out through my nose. “I’m not,” I promise. “I know what you’ve heard, but it’s true.”
Her eyes narrow further in disbelief. “Dawson, I’ve heard of you hooking up.”
I nod. “But no one can say I fucked them, and if they did, they’re lying.”
She pauses, her brows pulling in. She blinks a few more times. “You only let the Graces suck you off.” It’s not a question, but I nod all the same. “You’ve only done oral? Really?”
I nod again. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I was focused. I didn’t want to get trapped with a kid.”
Her mouth parts slightly as her eyes bore into mine. I swear I can see her brain telling her that I’m a liar, but thankfully, her heart is on my side. She knows I wouldn’t lie to her, and I won’t. I’m not. I really haven’t been with anyone, nor have I wanted to until her. But I haven’t wanted a lot of things until Ambrosia flicked me in the nose. Now, I want anything and everything she’ll give me. I want to be so deep inside her and never move. I want to taste her, feel her, and consume her all at once.
And I want to be consumed by her.
I watch as she presses her teeth into her bottom lip, but she never looks away. “Dawson,” she starts, but then she pauses, her eyes flitting quickly between mine. Guilt flashes in her eyes as she whispers, “If I’m pressuring?—”
“Fucking hell,” I laugh, shaking my head. I may feel so exposed that it’s making me a bit jittery, but it won’t stop me from admitting the truth. “I’ve never wanted anyone before you.” Her lips part. “You’re not pressuring me, Ro. I wanted you to know because I want you to know how important you are to me.”
The air is thick with arousal, but also tension. She won’t look away, and neither will I. Neither of us moves or speaks. The only sound I can hear is my heart pounding in my ears. “If it’s weird that I’m a virgin?—”
She shakes her head. “Not at all. I…I get now why you were hesitant?—”
“I wasn’t hesitant. I needed to tell you, but you’re so fucking hot and I couldn’t stop.”
Her eyes search mine, “Dawson, are you sure you want to do this with me?”
“I am very sure,” I say with a grin. “I have wanted you from the moment I met you. I just wanted to prove to you what I already knew.”
“What?”
“That what we have is more than sex.”
Her eyes soften as her lips part again. I can tell she’s shocked, though she hasn’t let go of my cock. Not that I’m complaining. I waggle my brows at her, needing to hide how exposed I feel. “I have to say, I rather like this form of communication we’re doing.”
I jerk my cock in her hand, and she rolls her eyes at me. “Focus, Sinclair.” But she doesn’t let go. Instead, she slowly shakes her head. “This makes no sense. You want to have sex with me?”
“Exhibit one says yes.”
She smacks my abs. “Dawson!”
I laugh as I let go of her wrist to point to where she holds me. “I’ve been hard this whole time, so yes.”
She furrows her brow. “How do you do that? How are you so sure of yourself now, after looking like you might be sick?”
I shrug. “Once I told you, I felt like nothing could touch this. Us.”
“Dawson,” she pleads, her eyes doing the same. “It makes no sense that you are giving this part of yourself to me.”
“I want only you to have this part of me.” She blinks and I smile. “I truly feel you’ll be my last.”
