“I love you.”
His eyes close like those words are sinking in. He breathes in slow and deep, opening them on the exhale. They’re glassy and full of so much softness. I’ve never seen him look so at ease before. He always looks tense.
“I’ve waited my entire life to hear those words, angel. You have no idea. No idea how I feel when I’m with you. You bring me calm. It’s so quiet in my head when you’re near.” He pulls me closer. “Baby, I know our situation isn’t ideal, but I’ll figure out a way for us to be together. I just need you to be patient with me.”
I can do that. I should’ve been patient tonight instead of running off to that stupid party.
“I’m not going anywhere, Bones. You’re the only one I want to be with.”
“You better say that.” He snarls, leaning into my neck and running his smooth lips up my skin. “You don’t have a choice at this point. I’m so in love with you that I could never let you go.”
My entire body heats, like he just scorched the earth at my feet.
“Need to get you home, babe. I need to lay you out and worship my pretty angel.”
He presses his lips to mine, kissing me until I’m delirious.
“It’s time to go before I can’t stop myself.”
He moves with urgency. Climbing back onto his bike and taking off. He stops down the street from my house and parks in between two vehicles. Then he lifts me off the back and carries me to my house. He’s figured out how to get around all the security cameras, and to get us to my room without going detected. My dad is probably sound asleep by now. The snore coming down the hall from his room is a good indicator.
Once we’re behind my locked door, he lays me down and starts to undress. I’m hypnotized by his body. He’s a real man. Not like those boys tonight with their baby faces and their stupiddrinking games. Bones is rugged and strong, and he knows how to handle a woman.
“Now, it’s your turn,” he says, stalking forward.
I sit up and hold my arms up for him. He slips my shirt over my head, then moves to the little clasp at the front of my bra. This time, he doesn’t rip it apart. He slowly works it open, and as the cups pull away from my skin, his eyes get that heated look in them.
“I’m never going to get over how beautiful you are, angel. Every inch.”
The straps slide down my arms and off. I sit back, letting those big fingers of his access the button of my jeans. He doesn’t waste time. Taking them off and then stripping my panties down.
“You shaved.” His groan rumbles over me, pricking goosebumps across my skin. “Such a pretty little thing. You look too sweet for me, little one. So sweet and soft.” His fingers play with my clit and my head drops back as the feelings stir in the base of my gut, engulfing me in flames.
“I’m going to take good care of you, angel. I’m going to make sure it doesn’t hurt. But first, we need to get you ready.”
He drops to his knees and drags me to the edge of my bed. Then… his mouth is on me.
Pulling me to the brink.
Climbing me faster and faster.
Making me grip the sheets as I try not to scream. It feels too good.
“That’s a good girl.” He pulls away, leaving me throbbing on the edge. “I think you’re ready now.”
Desperate is more like it.
“It may hurt for just a pinch, angel, but the pain will go away, and then I promise it will feel good. Now, grab your pillow for me.”
I reach back for it and pull it to my chest, ready to bite down. He shifts between my legs and then I feel the pressure as he pushes in slowly, that thick shaft sliding against my walls, rubbing over spots I didn’t know existed. It feels intense. More intense than his fingers.
He freezes briefly and then his hips thrust forward, breaking past my hymen, taking my virginity in one push. The sting isn’t at all what I expected, but that could be because watching his body vibrate as the look of pure pleasure crosses his face is distracting me from it.
“God, nothing has ever felt so good.” His eyes slowly open, head lifting, and he finds me. “Are you okay, baby?”
“More than okay.”
“Already ready for me, huh?”
