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It took Axel a second to realize what I was even talking about. “I give out condoms to my teammates during the season so they don’t do anything stupid that would make them miss a game. They’ve been through several boxes.”

Oh my God. “Really?”

“Yes, really. I’ve only ever wanted to be with you.”

I couldn’t believe how much I’d misread this situation. “Axel, I’m so sorry, I thought...”

“I need you to tell me the truth, Scarlett. You wouldn’t have done that stuff with Jacob if you didn’t love him. I’m not an idiot. Just...please just tell me that you’re really over him.”

I’d never seen Axel look so unsure of himself before. He was always so confident.

I reached up and touched the side of his face. “I love you and only you. We only missed out on a couple firsts.”

He lowered his eyebrows. “What other firsts?”

“First boyfriend...”

He stepped forward, slamming my back against one of the bookshelves. “Stop saying that. I was your first boyfriend.”

“We were like three...”

“I was your first.”

I smiled up at him. “I know.”

His chest was still rising and falling fast. It seemed like he was seconds away from storming out of here and punching Jacob.

I cradled his face in my hands. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I thought you were going through women left and right.”

Axel sighed. “So I gave away my first kiss. And you gave away your first giving of head. I’ve been beating myself up for half my life and yours was so much worse.”

I groaned. “I’m so so sorry, Axel. But you liked what he taught me...”

“Please stop talking.”

I nodded. “Done talking.”

Axel dropped his forehead against mine. “When you said I wasn’t naturally good at eating you out...”

“I just meant I thought you were so good at it because you’d had lots of practice. I really, really like when you do that.”

His lips fell to my neck. “I can’t believe you let someone else taste you.”

I didn’t even know what to say to that. And I was very distracted by his lips on my skin.

“You’re mine,” Axel said. He kissed the side of my neck hard. “Every inch of you is mine.” One of his hands fell to the inside of my thigh. He slowly trailed his fingers up as he kept kissing the side of my neck. “I’ve only ever touched you.” He slid my thong to the side and shoved two fingers in me hard.

I moaned.

“I’ve only ever tasted you.” He bit the side of my neck as his fingers slid in and out of me. “Fuck, I’ve only ever stroked my cock thinking of you.” He moved his fingers faster. “Tell me, did you ever touch yourself thinking of me, baby?”

I swallowed hard. “Yes.”

“Those pictures you texted me. In that bathing suit? I fucked my hand so many nights to those.” He moved his fingers even faster. “And that little silky sleep thing you wear at night? Fuck, Scarlett. You were slowly killing me.”

“I thought you hated that.”

“It shows every single curve. I hated it because I couldn’t touch you in it.”