Page 54 of Mr. Persistent


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“I want you to take my virginity before we leave next week.” The words tumble out of her in a rush, like she can’t get them out quickly enough.

My brows raise. I wasnotexpecting that.

I push up in a rush, nearly knocking her over. “Oh fuck. Sorry,” I splutter when my cum drips out the top of my shorts onto her leg.

I pick her up by her hips and place her down on the other side of the couch, grabbing tissues to clean us both up, then tuck the head of my dick back into my shorts.

The fucker snuck out when Maddie was riding me like a professional bull rider.

Maddie’s words shouldn’t shock me.

She’s been a walking contradiction since the day I met her.

She’s the sweet Southern girl whose manners charm everyone she meets, but she’s also a natural-born leader, fearless and determined.

I should’ve known the girl who insisted I kiss her that first day at camp—while her brother wasright there—wouldn’t hesitate to take charge now.

I sit back down and sigh, not sure how to say this without her feeling self-conscious.

Because I don’t think this is a good idea.

I know. What kind of idiot turns down thehottestgirl they’ve ever laid eyes on?

If my brothers or friends heard my thoughts right now, they’d call me the biggest pussy on earth.

“Where is this coming from?” I ask carefully. “I hope you’re not askingfor mebecause what we have now…it’senough, Maddie. We don’t need to rush anything.”

She frowns. “Do you not want to have sex with me?”

I pick up her legs and put her feet on my lap, massaging them gently.

“Are you kidding? Of course I do. I think about it constantly.” I take her hand and press it against my crotch, letting her feel the evidence of how badly I want her. “Taking you in every possible way is a fucking turn-on, Mads. I get hard just thinking about it.”

“So what’s the issue?”

“I thought we’d wait until we were at college. I don’t want to rush you, Mads.”

I grin as she wiggles her toes when I stop rubbing.

“But you’renotrushing me, Nate,” she says softly. “Everything we’ve done has always felt sonatural. And I want to go home feeling secure about everything…about us.”

I blink. “You don’t feel secure about us?”

She hesitates. “Idid…until I asked you to be my first, and you saidno.”

“I didn’t?—”

“You can have sex with other girls, but not me?” Her voice tightens. “I see how it is.”

She stands in a rush, but I’m quicker and pull her down next to me.

This is escalating too quickly.

“Will you shut up, Mads? You’re talking out of your ass, and it was one girl.”

I see the wheels turning in her mind, her insecurities creeping in.

“Why did you even need to sleep with anyone else?” she asks, her voice cracking slightly. “Ihateit.”