“Violet, if youknewhow long it’s been since I’ve slept with a woman, you’d know there wasplentyof time. I’m liable to go off like a firecracker.”
Anxiety knitted into my bones.
Would he still like me once he knew?
Chapter 19
Easton
I could sense the change in her. Violet was acting nervous about something.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” I asked.
My dick was aching for her, but it had been aching for six months now, ever since the first time I saw her. It could wait a little longer if it had to.
She bit her lip, her pretty face pinched with worry.
“Uh, I’m a… I don’t want you to think differently of me. I’m a… I’m a…”
She trailed off as though that made her issue perfectly clear.
I waited for her to say something more.
When she finally spoke again her cheeks were bright red, her round breasts heaving as she breathed hard. “I haven’t been with a man before.”
I cocked my head trying to understand. “You… usually date women?”
“What?No. I mean I haven’tbeenwith a man before.”
I tried to keep up. “Are you saying you’re a virgin?”
She nodded rapidly. “Yeah.”
Chuckling, I reached under her sweater again, cozying up to her breast. “Violet, how old are you anyway?”
“I’m twenty-six.”
“And you’veneverslept with a man before?”
She shook her head.
Holy shit. She was telling the truth.
I grunted, “I guess ithasbeen longer for you.”
She sat up in the bed. “But Iwantto. I mean, I want to withyou. I just don’t know if now’s the right time. I mean, I leave for the airport in an hour. And how would that be? Losing my virginity and then getting on a plane? I don’t think that’s how I want my first time to be.”
Everything she said clicked into place.
I was trying to horn-dog straight into her sweet pussy. Meanwhile, she was still absorbing our first kiss.
Much as I didn’t want to, I needed to put the brakes on my cock.
Tugging her down into my arms, I rumbled, “We don’t need to make love right now. There will be plenty of time for that in the future. Right now we can just hold each other. I think I was putting the cart before the horse.”
“You’re really okay with that?”
“Of course I am. What kind of asshole would I be if I wasn’t okay with it?”
