“Like what you see?” I cock my brow and flex my pecs for effect.

Her head bobs and her teeth dig into that juicy lower lip of hers.

“Seeing you in this mini skirt was driving me crazy all night. You look so sexy.” I remove my jeans but keep my boxers on. My cock is tenting inside them. I watch Annie squirm on the bed. I lie beside her, drawing her body close to mine as we start kissing again. She tastes sweet and pure and her strawberry scent drives me wild. Her thigh rests on my leg and I move in closer, feeling her warm heat. As we kiss, I help her remove her sweater, but I’m not ready for the creamy lace bra she’s wearing. Annie has full breasts. Her nipples are pert and rosy. Her lace bra gives me a perfect view.

“You’re so beautiful.” I pin her on her back, spreading kisses down her neck while my right hand works, kneading her left breast before I move to the other one, giving it equal attention.

“Cade,” she moans.

“You need more, baby?”

“Yess,” she purrs. It’s so hot and so much better than my fantasies. Her hands run over my shoulders. I reach to her back and unclasp her bra. Her breasts fall free. Her nipples are sharp enough to cut glass. I dip my head and suck on her left nipple as her fingers tangle in my hair. I nip and suck as she bucks, needing friction. I’m regretting telling her we wouldn’t be having sex, but I don’t want to take that without having her full trust and maybe her heart.

“Cade, I can come like this,” she groans as her hands run freely over my back.

“I’ve got you,” I assure as I move lower, spreading kisses on her rib cage. Watching Annie squirm is becoming my favorite thing. She grows more restless. I unbutton her skirt and find her in lace cream panties that reveal a smattering of her reddish-blond hair. I almost lose my load right here because she is so damn sexy. “Is it okay if I remove your panties?”

She nods and licks her lips.

I spread her legs. I am about to dip my head between her thighs when she almost pins them shut on my head. “Cade, what are you doing?”

“I wanted to taste you,” I state the obvious. By the look on her face, she wasn’t expecting that.

“You don’t want to do that,” she says.

“I assure you I do.” I laugh, but she’s giving me a deer in the headlights look. “Did that creep Ford not go down on you?”

She shakes her head. That fucker. How did he prime her to take her virginity?

“You’re really going to enjoy this. I promise,” I assure, but she still seems hesitant. “Close your eyes, baby. Just enjoy the ride. Trust me.” She closes her eyes and that small gesture shows me that she does trust me. I know Annie doesn’t trust easily after everything she’s been through. It means the world to me. Islowly spread her legs again. I use two fingers to split her folds open and dip my tongue there, slowly licking her clit back and forth.

“Ho…ly Sh…it,” she mutters with her eyes closed and her head tilted back. She looks so damn sexy. “I don’t know what’s happening.” She begins to pull away and I follow her up the bed.

“Baby, you need to ride this. It’s going to make you feel good,” I urge.

“It’s too much.” She bucks her hips off the bed.

“That’s right, you ride my tongue,” I encourage. I pick up the pace, licking up her sweet juices, running my tongue over her bundle of nerves. She needs more so I insert a finger inside her and pump her in rhythm with my tongue. She goes off like a firecracker, crying out the sweetest sounds I ever heard. Annie Caufield is ruining me for any other girl, and I am here for it. I let her ride my finger and tongue until she is completely spent. “Come here, baby.” I gather her in my arms and hold her close.

“I’m so embarrassed.” She buries her face in my shoulder.

“Why?” I ask.

“Because I acted like a wild animal. I’m buck naked and you still have your clothes on. We have to take care of the situation in your shorts,” she mutters, staring at my cock still tenting my boxers.

“You don’t have to. I can go to the bathroom and take care of it myself,” I offer.

“Why does that sound so sexy?” she asks and then shivers.

“Let’s get under the blankets,” I suggest.

“Ford used to say I wasn’t experienced and I didn’t give good head,” she tells me, unable to look directly at me.

I hiss. “I know I shouldn’t have punched him in the face but a part of me is happy I did.”

“I don’t want to talk about Ford now.” She licks her lips and shifts over me. She begins to lower my boxers and my breathingpicks up. She is still very naked, every inch of her creamy skin on display. She takes hold of my cock in her hand. “Tell me if I’m not doing it right. I want to make you feel good.”

I don’t think she needs to be taught. She is doing fine on her own. I was hot and heavy from her just looking at me. Nothing she could do would be wrong for me. She was clearly with the wrong guy before.