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Now that … that catches me off guard.

My eyes widen before I school my face, not wanting her to see the surprise. Didn’t think she’d throw something like that at me. Pleasant curveball.

A slow grin creeps across my mouth, faint and amused.

“No.”

She presses her lips together. “Cool.”

And just like that, she’s awkward again.

What did she want me to do? Spill my guts and lay out every filthy detail like it’s a confession booth? Tell her how I lost my virginity, or about the first time I jacked myself off?

On the contrary, these are some details about her that I’m dying to learn.

“What about you?” I ask, raising a brow.

“What about me?”

“Any boyfriends? Will I have to chase someone down and kill them for daring to touch you again?”

She lets out a long breath, as if she was holding it forever. She brings her legs on the chair and crosses them.

“You’re not the only one who my father told not to let anyone touch me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I never had a boyfriend.”

That’s the last thing I expected out of her mouth.

She’s fire wrapped in skin—hot, dangerous, sexy—and somehow, she’s blind to it. Doesn’t even see how she could stop a room cold just by walking through it.

Cliché? Maybe.

“So, you’re …”

“A virgin? Yeah.”

“So, wait … You never had sex before?”

“Only by myself, if that counts,” she says, almost whispering.

I hear the crack in her voice, the way she can’t sit still in her own skin. It’s delicious.

Something in me snaps. My cock is already suffocating in my pants. I raise on my knees, spread her legs, and slide between them. Her awkwardness increases.

I lean closer. “Have you ever kissed a man?” I whisper, my lips brushing against her ear, intensifying her quivers.

“N-No,” she mumbles, hesitantly.

Fuck, that only makes me harder for her. That only makes me desperate to make sure no one else ever lays a hand on her. The first touch, the last touch, and every fucking touch is going to be mine.

All I can think about is the sound of her screaming my name. How she’ll be mine. The sight of her on her knees, lips wrapped tightly around my cock, surrendering to me in ways she’s neverdone to anyone. The thought of being the first to fuck her, to see her in ways no one ever has, and no one ever will.

My breathing becomes sharper. “Have you ever let anyone inside you?”

“N-No.”