“Baby, I would protect you from the devil himself. Trust me.”
“I do. I’m just scared.”
Lana’s heart skipped a beat when Jayson pulled her into his arms. How the hell she was a goner for this boy in such a short time, she didn’t know.
“What has you scared, baby?”
Lana sighed deeply, inhaling his scent at the same time. “Everything. You getting busy and forgetting me. Ashe and her goons starting shit and causing problems for you. Giving you my heart and losing it when you leave me…”
Lana couldn’t stop the tears streaming down her face. All she could do was hold on for dear life.
“I will never break your heart, Lana. You and your heart are the two most precious things I will ever have. And baby…”
Lana’s breath caught in her chest when Jayson leaned back and tilted her chin up to look at him. She wanted to melt at the intensity shining in his eyes.
“I will never forget you. That kiss alone, when you agreed to be mine, guarantees I will never be able to forget you, baby. Just so you know, you have my heart in the palm of your hands. So don’t break mine.”
“Never!”
Lana moaned when Jayson’s lips descended onto hers. When she felt his tongue requesting access, she gladly opened her lips to grant it entrance.
She felt cherished when he touched her. Held her.
In his kisses, she felt wanted. Desired.
“Get in the car, baby. I’ll be right there.”
“Did I do something wrong?”
Lana heard the strain in his voice at his request. She knew she didn’t have any experience with guys and kissing.
When Jayson guided her hand to his crotch, she stilled. His cock was huge and hard under her hand.
Would that even fit? What would it feel like sliding inside of her?
“Lana, baby, let go of my cock before you get mounted on the hood of my car. My cock wants inside of your pussy, and you are not ready for that yet. Soon…”
Lana didn’t remember Jayson removing her hand from his crotch, then stiffly putting her into his car. She didn’t remember giving him the directions to her home either.
“What’s going through our mind now?”
“W-why do you keep saying I’m not ready yet? You say you’re crazy about me. I have your heart and other things. But yet, you end it with ‘I’m not ready yet’. Is it because I’m not a good kisser? Do you still-”
“Do not finish that sentence, Lana.”
Lana jerked in shock at the anger in Jayson’s voice. “I’m trying to understand.”
She watched as Jayson closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. When he opened his eyes, he seemed calmer.
“I’m sorry, baby. Let me ask you a couple of questions, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Have you ever kissed a guy before me?”
“Timothy Miller in the second grade. Never brushed his teeth. I puked afterwards.”
Lana couldn’t help the smirk when Jayson growled at the name then blinked at the rest of her answer in confusion. She should tell him she had the flu but decided against it.
