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She climbed off the bed, her knees like jelly, and tried to shake off the self-consciousness of being naked. He’d just had his mouth between her legs. What secrets did she have to hide at this point?

He took her hand and tugged her to him, his eyes dark.

“I feel like I should say thank you?” she said, feeling unsure and off-balance.

His dimple appeared in an almost smile. “You’re welcome. But believe me, the pleasure was mine. I could spend hours eating that pretty pussy of yours and having you try to pull my hair out to get me just where you wanted. You are so fucking sexy when you get close to your edge.”

Her face flamed hot, and she looked at the floor even as something blossomed within her. She couldn’t get enough of his words, his compliments. Each one sent a warm shower of pleasure over her. She felt silly being that…needy, but she couldn’t help the reaction.

He put a finger beneath her chin, bringing her gaze back to his. “Kiss me. I want you to taste how sweet you are.”

The request probably should have shocked her, but she found herself just wanting to say yes. She pushed up on her toes, pressing her lips to his, the earthy flavor of her arousal making the connection so much more intimate. The kiss started off gentle, but Auden soon took it deeper, stroking his tongue against hers like he’d stroked between her legs. She melted in his hold, his erection rubbing against her belly and the aftershocks of her orgasm still thrumming through her. But need stoked anew.

A frantic ache pulsed between her legs, her craving for Auden an insatiable thing. She had to have more, needed him skin-to-skin. She wanted to make him feel as good as he had made her feel, but she didn’t know what to do. She broke away from the kiss, rallying her bravery. “Show me how I can make you feel good.”

He cupped her face, his gaze tender but his jaw tight. “You already are making me feel good. More than good. I want to be inside you so fucking much right now, I can barely breathe.”

She swallowed past the fresh lump of nerves trying to form in her throat. This was a big step, but she wanted this. Wanted him. “Then what’s stopping you?”

He brushed a thumb along her cheekbone. “I don’t want to hurt you. This first time…”

“I know,” she said, nodding. “I know that can be part of the deal. I can handle a little pain. It’s okay.”

“It’s not just that. It’s that there’s no going back,” he said, watching her closely. “I know you said you were ready, but you have to really be sure this isn’t just a temporary whim.” He reached down and grabbed her hand, lifting it between them. The shiny promise ring she’d worn since she was a preteen glinted in the light of his bedside lamp. “I don’t believe in this purity till marriage thing—or that sex is impure in the first place—but you have to make sure that’s where your head is at too. You’ll no longer be saving this experience for your future husband. I’m not him.”

A ripple of apprehension went through her. Her grandparents’ beliefs had so long been a part of her life that she sometimes didn’t know where their beliefs ended and hers began, but she’d thought about this for a long time, abouthim.She looked up at Auden and checked her gut one last time.Did she want to do this?

Auden was taking care of her, making sure she didn’t make a rash decision, and that concern made her want to hug him. She wasn’t naïve enough to think this would turn into some romance, that he would fall in love with her and they’d live happily ever after. This was a friendship, though, and having her first time be with a trusted friend…

She stepped back a little, and he instantly released her, his expression turning resigned. But before he could say anything, she gave him a look. “Virginity is a social construct.”

His eyes widened and then he let out a startled laugh. “Len would be proud.”

She straightened her spine and then twisted that little gold band on her finger, slipping it off. She reached for Auden’s hand and pressed the ring into his palm. “I want this. I want my first time to be with you.”

Auden let out a slow breath, and his fingers curled around the ring. When he looked up, there was something unreadable in his eyes. He slipped the ring onto his pinky. “Thank you. I don’t take that trust lightly.”

She gave him a little smile, relieved. “I know. That’s why I want it to be you.”

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again, a tenderness there that had her chest tightening. But before she could overanalyze that feeling or let the nerves crawl back into her system, he was lowering her to the bed. Her head landed against the pillows, and Auden shucked his boxers. He stared down at her for a moment from the side of the bed, his hand stroking himself.

Her gaze roved, taking in every detail of his body, consuming the view like it was the most delicious of meals. He was so beautifully built, all hard lines and angles, skin smooth and tan. He shaved everything for swim season so nothing was hidden from her, everything she’d imagined in her fantasies was here for the taking. A desperate urge to lick the vee-shaped lines of his pelvis overtook her. How many times had she tried and failed not to look at that vee when he was at swim meets? How many times had she found herself imagining completely inappropriate things while sitting there with his family in the stands? Now here he was.

He smiled. “Keep looking at me like that, freshman. You’re good for my ego.”

She laughed. “Like that needs any help.”

He leaned over and pulled open his bedside drawer. She watched with rapt attention as he rolled on a condom, encasing the now intimidating length of his cock. When he finally climbed onto the bed with her, her body was revving like she’d never had any relief at all.

He braced himself on an elbow next to her and dipped his fingers between her legs again. Slowly, he coaxed her body back to a fully frenzied state. She closed her eyes, already feeling on the edge of orgasm again. “Aud…”

“The more turned on you are, the better it will be, the easier,” he said, stroking her with deft fingers. Then he lowered his mouth to her breast, sucking lightly. His mouth on her nipple seemed to have a direct connection to the spot where his fingers rubbed.

Her heartbeat picked up speed and her breaths shortened. “Aud…”

“There we go,” he said, his quiet words falling over her and his fingers curving inside her. “I want you so desperate you’re begging for it.”

“Please,” she said, the word coming automatically. “I need… I want…”


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