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I shook my head and then rested it back on his chest. “Don’t worry about him. My sex life is none of his business, and I don’t have to say a word to him.”

“I don’t want you to hide stuff from your family, Charlie.”

“Burke, if I’d just started seeing a college guy and then lost my virginity to him, I wouldn’t tell my family either. This is no different. It’s my business, and I’ll tell them when I feel like it needs to be theirs.”

“Right. Okay.” Burke ran his hand down my back. “Is this…”

I glanced up at Burke and caught the worried expression on his face. “Is this what?”

He sighed and his free hand went back to his beard. “Is this a shallow fling?”

I smiled and curled my body into his. “No, Burke. Neither of us like those.”

“Good.”

That was all he needed to say to fill me with euphoria. Burke didn’t do shallow flings, so this meant something to him–– maybe as much as it meant to me.

After a few more minutes of cuddling, I groaned and pulled myself away from him to get dressed. My mom and sister were expecting me to be home tonight. “I have to go, Burke.”

He let out a deep breath. “I wish you could stay.”

“Me too. Next time.” I pulled my sweater over my head and bent to press a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you.”

Burke laughed and tugged me back down to his lap. “Are you thanking me for fucking you, cutie?”

I bit my lip and nodded. “Yes. Thank you for fucking me, Burke. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry fucking Christmas.” He grinned and kissed me one more time. “Let me walk you out.”

After about five more minutes of kissing, I made it to my car and immediately texted Matteo.

It’s a fucking Christmas miracle, Mattie. I’m no longer a virgin.

His first text said, Wait, so you can’t play the Virgin Mary in my family’s Christmas pageant tonight? We’re short on virgins around here, so I recommended you. Shit.

Matteo’s next text was a string of party and heart-eyed emojis, followed by about a hundred eggplants. How was it?????

I grinned to myself as I typed my reply. Embarrassing. Uncomfortable. A little painful. Crazy hot. Sexy. Incredible. I want to do it again.

Get. It. Girl.

18

Burke

I took Charlie out to breakfast before I fucked her again two days after Christmas. That counted as a date, didn’t it? I went as slow as I could, but her tight little pussy made it almost impossible to stay in control.

The next day, she invited herself over to “hang out,” and I quickly learned that “hang out” meant fuck. She was getting a little more sure of herself every time, and it was hot as hell. I wanted to be a little rougher with her, but I could be patient. It would be so worth it when she was ready for more.

As soon as I had a day off from work without Tess, Charlie showed up at my door. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. Opening my door to her pretty face would never get old.

She pushed into my apartment and immediately started shedding her winter clothes and kissing me. “Mmm, Burke,” she said between kisses. “Tell me what you want.”

I laughed and lifted her into my arms while she wrapped her legs around my waist. “I have more than I want.”

She shook her head and gave me a rough kiss. “No, you’re holding back because you’re afraid you’re going to hurt me. What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”

I slid my hands down to grip her gorgeous ass. I took her earlobe gently in my teeth and said, “I would tie you up and blindfold you and fuck you until you can’t walk, cutie.”

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