Her eyes widen, and her cheeks turn a bright red. “You’ll be my first...”
My hips buck, and my hold tightens on her. Her first... I’m going to be her first. “And your only.”
I look at her as if challenging her to disagree. She rolls her eyes at me. “It’s not like I sleep around or anything.”
I want to spank her ass for her sassy mouth, but I don’t. Right now, I can barely think straight.
She draws me back on the subject at hand. “What else? What other rules do you have?”
“I won’t give up stalking you. I’m not wanting to control you, but I have this crazy desire to make sure you’re safe and that you’re protected.” I hold my hands up in front of me. “I won’t give in on this.”
She lifts her shoulder in a shrug. “I like you following me.”
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Okay.”
Her eyes widen. “Okay? That’s it? That’s all the rules?”
There’s a thousand other things I want to say to her to convince her that I can be enough for her, but I can’t get the words out. I need her now, more than ever. “Let’s get outta here.”
She shakes her head. “No.”
I’m not used to being told no and am temporarily shocked. “What do you mean, no?”
She slides her body against mine. Every curve fits against me perfectly. “It means we’re not leaving. I’m done waiting. I want you now.”
“I’m not going to let your first time be in some private room at a bar.”
Her hand slides up my chest and stops when she gets to my pebbled nipple. Her finger draws circles around it. “Will you let anyone watch me? Watch us?”
I draw in a harsh breath. “No!”
“If someone came in, would you protect me? Block my body so no one would see me?”
I let out a severe curse. “Yes! No one would see you. I’d cut their eyeballs out if they did.”
She blinks up at me. “And what if we do have sex... right here... and someone came in thinking they’d get a turn next...”
I don’t even let her finish her sentence. “Fuck. That. I’d kill them. I wasn’t lying or exaggerating, Sara. This isn’t a game to me. You. Are. Mine! No one will ever touch you.”
She pats my chest almost soothingly. “Okay.”
I nod as she steps away from me, thinking we’re going to leave now, but she surprises me. She pulls her shirt from the waistband of her skirt. Slowly, she pulls it over her head and lets it fall by our feet. For a second, I forget to breathe. “What are you doing?”
She shrugs as she shimmies her waist, pulling the skirt down over her hips. “You convinced me that I’ll be safe... here with you.”
“Always,” I tell her.
She smiles indulgently. “You convinced me that I’ll ALWAYS be safe with you. Well, I don’t want to wait anymore. I want you... now.”
“Sara...” I plead with her.
She stands up, wearing only a dainty pair of black panties and matching bra. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, letting the straps fall down her shoulders. She drops the bra and then puts her fingers in the side of her panties, shoving them down and letting them fall to her feet. She steps out of them, and I forget to breathe.
She smiles, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me. “You okay?”
I swallow roughly. I’m losing all control here, and she knows it. “Yeah, I’ve never been better.”
I grab her wrist and tug her toward me. She leans her body into mine and starts unbuttoning my shirt. I put my hand on hers to stop her, but she swats my hand away. “I want to feel your hard chest pressed against me.”