She shook her head. “No, God helped me by sending you to save me.” Her eyes glassed over, and the last thing I wanted her to do was cry, but if we kept talking like this, it was inevitable.
Pressing my lips to hers, I could feel her smile when I kissed her, when I teased her tongue with mine, when I nipped her bottom lip before exploring her depths once again.
Maddie tried to move on top of me, but I needed to be in control. I wanted her beneath me, squirming, begging me. Flipping her onto her back, which was an easy feat since she weighed next to nothing, I spread her legs with my knee.
“You’re positive about this? Are you still having any pain? Everything good there?”
“All good,” she answered, rolling her eyes, which made me chuckle. My girl was spirited. My girl? Yes, she was mine, a possession I needed to announce before any more of our clothes were removed.
“Once we do this, you’re mine, Maddie. I don’t own you, of course, but you will belong to me and only me.”
“And will you be mine in return?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” She raised her head off the pillow and kissed me, anchoring my body to hers when she wrapped her legs around my waist.
At first, all we did was kiss, which was fuckin’ amazing, but eventually, she unlocked her legs from around me and pushed me back.
“I need to take off my clothes.” Her words were authoritative, but her tone hinted at her slight reservation. I wasn’t gonna ask her again if she wanted to go ahead with this, but I would take things slowly in case she changed her mind at the last second.
“How about I take off your clothes for you?” I hopped off the bed and urged her to join me, reaching out to help her up. I turned her around and unzipped her dress, moving her hair to the side as I kissed her neck, sliding the straps off her shoulders. I unhooked her bra, removing both articles of clothing together. Several healing bruises littered her skin, but she looked much better than when she first came here. Forcing a calming breath through my nose, I focused on her and not the evidence of what was done to her. It was hard, but I needed to stay in the moment, more so for her than for me.
Maddie stood before me in nothing but her black cotton panties, the bottoms of her cheeks peeking out from beneath the fabric. Before I could ask her to turn around, she faced me. My eyes drifted down her body, my mouth watering at the sight of her tits. They were small but perfect. “You’re gorgeous.” Her face tinged pink, and I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything so beautiful in all my twenty-one years.
She took a single step closer and raised her arms to link them behind my neck, pulling me down for a soul-searing kiss. All I wanted to do was toss her on the bed and have my way with her. Fast. Hard. All-consuming. But I couldn’t. I had to be careful, gentle even, especially for the first time. She wasn’t a virgin, but I had to treat her as such because even though she appeared resolute and strong, her emotional status was fragile.
“Can you take these off?” she asked, her fingers fumbling with the button of my jeans.
I extended my hands at my sides. “Have at it, babe.” Her eyes lit up when I said babe, and I made a mental note to use the endearment more often.
The sound of my zipper slicing through its teeth was louder than I’d ever heard before, my pulse thrumming in my ears, deafening me. If I wasn’t careful, I’d come before I even buried myself inside her, which wasn’t a great first impression. Maddie deserved all of me, for as long as I could muster, so in order to calm the raging need wrapping around me, I took a step back before she was able to shimmy my jeans off.
“Did you change your mind?” She swallowed nervously and moved to cover herself with her hands.
“No. I just need a minute.” It was while I worked to regain my bearings, I heard someone shout from out in the common room, drawing my attention to the door and realizing I never locked it. Other than in the ring, I swore I’d never moved so fast before, clicking the lock to make sure no one could barge in on us. Not only would that be embarrassing for Maddie, but I’d never hear the end of it because whoever interrupted us would assume I was taking advantage of her. “Don’t want to give anyone a show.” I chuckled, wiggling my brows and making her smile.
Not wanting to waste any more precious time, I removed the rest of my clothes, and while I had an impressive physique and was well-endowed, the way she stared at me made me self-conscious. I glanced down at myself before looking back at her.
“Is everything okay?”
“It’s not what I expected,” she uttered before devouring the sight of me again.
“Is that bad?”
“No. You’re… beautiful.”
“Beautiful?” I laughed. I’d never been called that before. Sexy, gorgeous, cute, sure, but never beautiful.
She approached me tentatively, looking more nervous than anything, and I thought possibly she was in the middle of changing her mind. But when she touched my chest, trailing her fingers over my skin, it dawned on me that she’d probably never touched a guy like this, which both thrilled and gutted me. I was only too happy to be her first, but because of what they’d stolen from her, she’d never had the opportunity to explore a male, her curiosity evident with the way her eyes danced as she lost herself to her exploration.
“Can I touch it?” She licked her lips, her focus on my dick and not my face.
“Be my guest.”
