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burn even hotter.
    I can't stand it. I want more. Need more.
    More, more, more.
    Whimpering, I claw at his shoulders.
    “Easy, baby. I want to take my time. Enjoy every minute of this torture,” he soothes. Even as he says that, he stands, cupping my ass so I don't fall. I loop my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist. Somehow he walks with me wrapped around him like a monkey through a narrow doorway, into a bedroom, and lowers me onto the bed.
    Did I know there'd be a bedroom on this plane? No.
    Should I be worried that, despite his talk about my meeting his parents, he brought me up here just so he could have sex with me?
    No. This is what I want.
    Sex.
    Tear-off-your-clothes-and-bang-like-animals rebound sex.
    Yes, that's what I want. And to hell with the consequences.
    My pussy pulses as he lowers me to the bed.
    I'm ready. More ready than I've ever been.
    One knee on the bed, one foot planted on the floor, he leans over me. Strong arms flex.
    I want to see him. All of him. Without having seen his body, I know there's a beautiful physique hiding under those clothes..
    I pluck at his buttons while he kisses me. Within seconds, though, I become impatient and rip the two sides apart, sending little buttons flying.
    Underneath is smooth, white cotton. I shove that up and find heaven.
    Satiny skin with a small crop of crisp hair.
    Hard, defined muscle.
    A stomach that would make a Calvin Klein underwear model green with envy.
    Gasping, dizzy, almost dying from need, I fumble with his pants fly. I have to get at that big lump in his pants. But he catches my wrists and pins them to the mattress.
    “What's your hurry, princess?” He pulls a nipple into his mouth and my spine arches off the bed.
    “Isn't it obvious?” I wheeze.
    Holy crap. I never knew I could be so desperate for sex. This man's mouth is wicked. His kiss intoxicating. His touches tormenting.
    Want, want, want.
    Need, need, need.
    I'm desperate.
    Releasing my wrists, he unfastens the side zipper of my skirt and pulls it down. I lift my ass up so he can get it off. The ripped up remains of my panties go next.
    It feels so good to be able to spread my legs.
    A fingertip teases my slit.
    “Mmmm. You're so wet,” he murmurs, sounding pleased.
    I nod and writhe.
    I'm wet. I'm ready.
    Now would he freaking get to business and stop teasing me?
    That finger pushes into my entry. It's a shallow invasion but I nearly cum. My stomach clenches so tight my muscles cramp. I suck in air like a marathon runner sprinting the whole twenty-something miles. My head spins. Colors swirl behind my closed eyelids.
    I'm bare from the waist down. In front of a man I barely know. And I don't give a damn. Fuck waiting for marriage. Look where that's gotten me.
    I want this. I want it so badly I'm ready to beg.
    He parts my nether lips with his fingers, exposing my clit. His tongue laps at it and I sail to the freaking stars. It's like my fantasy, only better. Whoosh, a blast of nuclear energy blazes through me, igniting every nerve in my body. My pussy spasms. Practically my whole body spasms. In the midst of the powerful orgasm, I feel his finger slide into my clenching channel. It hits the barrier of my innocence then immediately slips out.
    “Baby girl. What's this?” he asks.
    Oh no . “Um, there's something I need to tell you. About my past.”
    He presses my knees together.
     

 

 

Chapter 5
     
    Grayson
    A virgin.
    My sweet girl is a virgin.
    I couldn't be happier.
    No other man has had her. No other man ever will.
    She'll stay a virgin. Until our wedding. It's probably going to fucking kill me, but it's the best way to handle this.
    She might be ex-mormon, but she probably still holds onto some of her former  beliefs. I don't want to push her too hard, too fast.
    I'll just have to keep reminding myself she's mine. All mine. It's just a matter of time.
    A short time, I hope.
    Very short. Because now that I've tasted her, touched her, I can't let her go.
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