I snort. “A grumpy old bastard?”
She laughs, poking my side. “Stop. You’re not that old.”
I hesitate, then decide to put it out there. “You know there’s an age gap, right? I’m thirty-two. You’re…”
“Twenty-two. That’s only ten years,” she says, and I feel her smile against my chest.
That makes me huff out a laugh. “Only ten years? You know, people are gonna talk?”
She shrugs, looking up at me, her hazel eyes full of need. “Let them. I know what I want.” There’s a brief pause, then something shifts. “Do you know what you want?”
I look down at her, and I realize right then, after tonight, there’s no going back. “Yeah, Annie. I do.”
Her hand starts to slide down my stomach, fingers tracing the waistband of my jeans. Her eyes meet mine, and they are bold…a little nervous, but full of something I don’t feel worthy of.
Trust.
“Good. Because I want you. I want all of you. Tonight.”
Then, she hesitates, her tone barely above a whisper. “I want you to be my first. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before, and I want my first time to be with you, Garrett. I want to give you my virginity.” Everything around us fades, and her words hit me like a punch in the gut. Honored that she chose me to give herself to for the first time.
This will also be a first for me, and to be honest, I’m fucking terrified. No one else hasever offered me that kind of trust before. She could have picked anyone, but it’s me she wants…me she’s giving this precious gift to. What I’m feeling is raw…a kind of pride and protectiveness, a want I’ve never felt for someone before. And I want to make sure it’s perfect.
I want her to remember this night…me…every time she thinks about her first time. I want to be the man who ruins her for anyone else, but also the one who makes her feel safe, cherished, and worshipped. This moment is more than just sex. This is something I never in a million years saw coming, and I’m not going to fuck it up.
I cup her cheek, kissing her deep and slow. She melts into me, her body arching into my touch. She pulls back, resting her forehead against mine. “Take me to bed, Garrett.”
I scoop her up; her giggles muffled against my neck. Remembering the way she was so soft and wet under my tongue earlier… craving more. I kick the bedroom door shut and set her down. Immediately, she starts pulling at my shirt, nails scraping my chest.
“God, Annie, you’re so fucking beautiful,” I growl, pulling her shirt over her head, my greedy hands going straight for her tits. Noticing how they fit in my palms perfectly, like they were made just for me.
She moans. “You say that like you mean it,” she says, grinding her pussy against my thigh.
I stare down at her, letting her see every dark, dirty thought I’ve ever had since she showed up at my door. “I do, Annie. You drive me crazy. I want you so bad it hurts.”
“Show me,” she responds boldly.
I push her onto the bed, crawl over her, my mouth everywhere. Her neck, her breasts, my tongue teasing her nipples until she’s gasping, writhing under me.
I take one in my mouth, gently biting down on the tight bud, then the other, loving the way she arches, the way her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging on the strands.
“Garrett, please…” she whimpers, eyes glazed and half-lidded. “I need you.”
I slide my hand down her stomach, into her panties. Where I find her pussy wet and desperate for me. “God, you’re soaked. Is this all for me?”
She nods, eyes rolling back as I circle her clit. “Yes. Please, Garrett…”
I kiss her, swallowing her moans, fingers working her needy little cunt until she shatters, crying out my name. I want to make damn sure she never forgets who made her come like this.
Standing up at the foot of the bed, I quickly get rid of my jeans and boxers, watching her eyes go wide at the sight of my cock…hard, thick, leaking for her. She reaches for me, but I pin her wrists above her head. “Not yet. First, I’m going to make you come so hard…so good…that you will be ruined for anyone else,” I say, close to her ear.
She shivers, and her hazel eyes turn dark. “Yes, please. I want to feel you inside me.”
I grab a condom from the nightstand and roll it on. She’s already dripping, but I lick my fingers, coating her even more. I grab my cock,lining it up at her entrance.
“You sure this is what you want?”
She nods. “Yes. I trust you.”
