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“You going to come for me, on my mouth, sweetness. Let me taste all of you,” he says after removing his mouth then diving back between my legs, literally licking me from ass to clit. My body arches up towards his mouth.

“Please, God, please,” I chant, wanting to feel the sensation of someone else getting me off besides my own fingers.

“Fuck, yeah, Halo,” he hums against my core, and maybe I should warn him when I feel him press a finger lightly inside of me, but between the way his mouth is working, the fact he is so vocal about how much he’s enjoying giving me pleasure, there’s no way I’m going to stop this just to tell him I’m a twenty-four-year-old virgin. No freaking way.

“Warren.” My head tips back, eyes closing when he hooks his finger inside of me, tilting it upward, skyrocketing my pleasure as he sucks on my clit. And I swear I’m seeing stars or fireworks because the sensation is out-of-this-world amazing.

“Look how pretty you are,” he gets my attention. His lips are smeared with my wetness. His finger lazily strokes in and out of my pussy.

“Oh shit.” I lift my head up, watching the scene before me. I’m wrecked, completely and utterly.

“Going to do this again, and soon, but right now, I want you spread out in my bed without a stitch of clothing between us,” he states. My eyes watch as he slowly pulls out the two fingers he used on me. I hope and pray I’ll get a chance to explain if there’s evidence of my virginity on them. Thankfully, there’s nothing, and he once again makes what could be a vulgar scene to some into something that’s got my body yearning for more as he licks my wetness off his fingers.

“I want that, but first, I should tell you something.” And I really hope I didn’t just screw things up with the first guy I’m actually willing to give my virginity to.

CHAPTER 8

Warren

Fuck, I think to myself. When a woman says she has something to tell you, it’s usually bad news. How do I know that? Well, I have a mother and a sister, you learn real quick how to clear a room when it comes to that, usually because it’s bad news.

“Alright.” I move her panties back to covering her delectable fucking pussy and pull her dress down, hating that I’m losing sight of her but doing it just the same to give her a sense of privacy while she tells me something ominous.

“It’s not the end of the world, I promise, and I should have told you this earlier in the night once I kind of knew where this was going.” My body moves on its own accord, my aching cock still hard as a rock.

“Pretty sure I’m addicted to you already. Nothing is going to stop me from having you, Halo.”

“I certainly hope so. There’s no other person in my life, for one, and you may not believe me, but I’m a twenty-four-year-old virgin.” She stands up and walks around while she wrings her hands in nervousness.

“Fuck, Halo. That is not something to be ashamed of, not now and not ever.” I walk to where she’s standing, my hands going to her hips, bringing her closer to my body. “You feel that, sweetness? All that’s for you, even if you call a halt to tonight and I go to bed with a case of blue balls. That’s what you do to me. It was like that before I knew you were a virgin, and it’s like that now that I know you’re a virgin. It’s a damn precious gift you’re giving me. I’ll cherish it like no other, but only if you’re offering.”

“Pinch me.” She holds her arm out in front of us. “Really, pinch me, because there are no men out there like you, believe me. I’ve dated before, and let’s just say they suck as human beings.” I don’t pinch her. I’m going to do something a whole lot better.

“This is real. The ball’s in your court. You want me to take you home, I will. You want to stay here and not have sex, that’s fine, too. It’d be even better if you do, but I’m not going to pressure you, alright?” Halo’s pretty face tips up to look at me. The softness in her smile lets me know she’s not ready to leave. And I’m ready to get back on my knees again in thankfulness and to have another taste of her sweet pussy.

“I’ll take option three, please and thank you.” Her arms wrap around my neck. The heels she’s still somehow wearing give her the added height, but not quite, so I crouch down and take her lips with mine. I clearly haven’t given her sweet mouth enough attention. I’ll be rectifying that starting now. She moans when my tongue slides inside, and chases mine with hers, moving her body closer, and I know it’s time to take her to my room before I take her virginity on any surface available.


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