“I didn’t want to,” I whisper.
“We just… I can’t believe we just did that…” He looks into my eyes. His brows pull in, making a deep line between them as he studies me. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” I try to kiss him again, but he pulls back, searching my eyes.
“What is it?”
“Nothing.”
“It’s something. I know you.”
His cock shifts inside me as he moves, making me wince a little.
“Did I hurt you?”
I glance at the deep red bite mark he has on his shoulder. He didn’t even notice when I did it.
“Sinclair?” His voice has taken on a hint of concern that I know is only going to increase.
“No. I’m fine.”
But Denver’s already pulling back, looking down at where our bodies are joined. He starts sliding his cock out from inside me. It’s covered in a sheen of mixed arousal, cum… and blood.
His eyes flick from his dick up to my face and back again as more blood-smeared inches appear.
Fuck, he’s massive. No wonder it felt like I was being split in two.
The head of his dick finally emerges and there’s no hiding the trace of blood on the end of it, or the pink-tinged cum that comes out with it.
His eyes meet mine with an intense worry that makes me swallow. He drops back on his heels, pushing a trembling hand back through his hair.
“Y-you d-didn’t tell me… If I’d known, then?—”
“Then what?” I snap.
He stares at me, and I press my lips tightly together in shame as his eyes drop to the evidence painted all over his dick.
“Sinclair,” he breathes again. “…why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”
24
DENVER
“I’m not!”Sinclair sits up and grabs my T-shirt off the mat, using it to cover herself.
I take it from her so I have an unobstructed view of what I’ve done to her.
“The blood on my dick says otherwise.”
She turns her face away and I hook my fingers under her chin, bringing her eyes back to mine. “You should have told me. Why didn’t you?”
She snorts. “Your dick needs its own area code. It was going to hurt the first time no matter what. Besides, I told you, I’m not a virgin.”
My gaze drops to the pink-colored cum running out of her.
My cum.
“Jesus.” I scrub a hand around my jaw. She follows my gaze, wincing as she sees the mess.
