I trail my thumb over the outside of her shorts, seeking out her pussy. She jolts when I rub my thumb over it.

“Have you done this before? Let someone touch you, sweetheart?”

“N-No.”

She’s innocent as fuck. And I’m salivating at the thought of wrecking her completely. I want to make her scream and stretch her untouched pussy to the point of pain. I need inside her, claiming and owning this sweet girl.

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” I lean in and kiss her pouty lips. “I love the idea of this pussy being mine and only mine.”

She makes a strained sound, somewhere between embarrassed and turned on. I’ll show her how to talk dirty with time.

“I’m going to fuck you,” I murmur, trailing kisses along her cheek to her jaw. “And when you’re exhausted from coming so hard, I’m going to sleep with my dick buried deep inside you. You want that, pretty girl?”

“Yes.”

I reward her compliance by massaging firm circles on her clit over her shorts. She squirms and whimpers. I’m desperate to have my face on her needy pussy, but I’ll be damned if I do that here in the window where anyone could walk up and see what’s mine.

“Can you come like this?” I ask, not stopping my frantic pace. “Quiet like a good girl.”

“I t-think so.”

Our mouths crash together as I massage her to ecstasy. Her moans are silenced by my kiss. I revel in the way her entire body shudders from her orgasm. If we were alone in my bed, I’d remove her shorts and run my tongue along the seam to taste her pleasure.

“You came so beautifully. A+.”

She laughs. “Thanks. I have a great teacher.”

I pull my hand away from her pussy and tuck the blanket back around her. She’s still dazed from her orgasm, so she doesn’t seem disappointed at my retreat.

And I have to retreat.

Because if I keep going, I’ll end up fucking her against the side of her house. She deserves more than that for her first time. Willa is a treasure and needs to be treated like one. Her first time will be romantic and gentle. It’s the least I can offer her.

“I need to go,” I say with a sigh. “I’m meeting my brother for a drink.”

Her shoulders slouch, but she nods. “Oh. Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

“Keep the door locked and check your email. I sent you the lecture notes so you don’t fall behind.”

I lean forward and kiss her pretty lips again. I’d spend hours worshiping her mouth if I could.

“When can I see you again?” she asks between kisses. “Besides class.”

“We’ll figure it out,” I promise. “We just have to be careful.”

“We will be.”