The thin thread of control I’d been hanging onto snapped, and I did exactly what I’d wanted to do since the first time I’d seen her again in Crystal Fork.
I lowered my head and captured those plump lips of hers, satiating the desire that had been building for what seemed like forever for me.
I kissed her.
I took a small taste of the forbidden fruit before I caught myself, but it wasn’t nearly enough.
I was about to back off when Lauren wrapped her arms around my neck and opened to me without a single hesitation.
The low moan that reverberated from the back of her throat was like a gut punch to me.
Holy fuck!
She actually wanted this as much as I did.
I pulled the tie from her hair and grasped handfuls of the thick, blonde locks, holding her head exactly where I wanted it so I could continue to devour her gorgeous mouth.
I finally released her lips so we could breathe, and kissed my way down her neck, savoring the feel of the soft, sensitive skin there.
“Cole,” Lauren murmured in a needy voice that made my dick twitch.
“Tell me what you want, angel,” I growled against her neck.
I knew what she needed, but I wanted to hear her say the words anyway.
Her answer surprised me.
“I’m not sure what I need, but I need something,” she whimpered, sounding desperate, but a little…confused.
I pulled back to look at her face. “Lauren?” I questioned gruffly.
She looked up at me, and tears started to leak from her eyes as she babbled, “I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. I want you, but I don’t exactly know what to do.”
Fucking hell!
How was that possible?
I swung her up into my arms and carried her upstairs, wanting to get to the source of her tears as quickly as possible.
“Explain,” I grunted as I dropped onto the sofa in the living room and settled her into my lap.
My cock was still painfully hard, but getting to the bottom of her issue was more important at the moment.
“I’m not sexually experienced,” she said in a rush.
I listened while she explained her sexual history, which was basically…nothing.
One timethat had lasted about two minutes, which must have been a very awkward and painful two minutes for her.
That was it.
She’d lost her virginity, but she was basically an innocent.
No man had ever pleasured her, and no man had ever made her climax.
“Have you gotten yourself off?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she admitted. “But it’s never happened with a guy. I’m not sure why, but it’s all I can think about whenever we’re together. I don’t think I’m really a sexual woman, but you make me crazy.”
