“I’m trusting you with my heart,” she says, and I smile.

“You’ve already got both hands wrapped around mine. Be careful with my precious cargo.” I pull her away from the wall, and she laughs as I walk us back to my bedroom.

When I carry her in, I lay her down on the bed and lie on top of her. I’m not ready to kiss her yet, because I just want to look at her in my bed. I’ve pictured her more times than I can count, and none of the images did it justice.

“I’ve never done this before,” she whispers, and I see her cheeks turn pink.

I could make a joke and lighten the mood, but I don’t want to. This is important to me, and I want it to be important to her.

“Then I’ll be gentle.” I rub my nose against hers.

“I’m on the pill.” She shrugs, and then opens her mouth to say something else, and I place my fingers on her lips.

“I’m clean, you’re clean. No condoms.” I wait a beat, and she nods.

When I take my finger away, I replace it with my lips. The kiss is soft at first, but when her hands get on my skin, I’m like an animal that’s found its mate.

Reaching for the hem of her tank top, I pull it up and over her head, throwing it to the ground. Her breasts are bared to me, her pink nipples tight with desire. I suck one into my mouth as I slip my hand down the front of her jean shorts and into her panties.

Her warm honey greets my fingers as I spread her folds and pet her clit. She moans my name, and her hips rise as I rub little circles inside her shorts. I look down and see my hand disappearing below the waistband, and I feel pulse in my cock. Fuck, I want in there so bad, but I have to go slow.

Slowly, I push two fingers into her tight opening, rubbing her clit with my palm. I ache to rip her shorts and panties off, but somehow watching it like this is so fucking hot. I suck her other nipple in my mouth when I feel her body tighten around my digits. She’s tight, but relaxes as I love her delicate body. I pet her as I would a kitten, gently and with ease. She responds in kind, moving her hand between us and rubbing the bulge in the front of my shorts.

The feel of her hand on me there is too much, and before I can control myself, I’m in motion.

CHAPTER 9

Pandora

Suddenly my shorts and panties are gone and I’m left naked in the middle of Royce’s bed. Heat and desire have pooled between my legs like never before, and I want him so much I may combust with need.

I watch with anticipation as he stands up to kick off his shorts and climbs back on the bed only wearing his boxer briefs.