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She didn’t even know why she said the next thing. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve never been with a man before, but ... I want to be with you.”

Chapter Six

Isaac was not a goodman. He was not a gentle man. The life he lived had led him to this point. He had killed many people. Lucy did not know the truth, and he had a feeling if she did, she would not want to be with him so freely. But, those lips, and feeling her body ... a better man would have walked away. He was not a better man.

There was only so much strength he had. Without waiting for an invite, Isaac pressed Lucy over his shoulder, then proceeded to carry her upstairs to her bedroom. He didn’t know how he knew which one was her bedroom, he just did.

Stepping inside, part of him had expected her room to remain girly, but instead, she had cream walls, a grey carpet, black covers. Her bedroom was very modern, but there were pictures on the walls, some pieces of art. The room screamed of Lucy, and the scent of her drove him crazy.

He let her go, dropped her on the bed, and he cupped her face. He kept telling himself a good man would walk away, but he was not a good man. He didn’t want to walk away.

Cupping her cheeks, he tilted her head back and took possession of her lips another time. He could become quite addicted to her lips. Actually, there was noquiteabout it. He was addicted to her lips, and he couldn’t get enough of her kisses. Isaac slid his tongue against her lips, and she opened up and kissed him right back. Another moan escaped her lips, and he swallowed it down.

At the same time he kissed her, he reached for the edge of her shirt and slowly began to pull it up, breaking their lips apart long enough to remove her shirt and toss it onto the floor. She wore a pure white bra.

Everything was screaming at him to run in the opposite direction. She was a virgin, pure, had never been with a man, and he was ... compared to her, the Devil. Only, she didn’t know who he was. He had kept that from her. He hadn’t lied, just not told her the whole truth. The truth she deserved to know.

Sliding his hands down to the front of her jeans, he slid his fingers beneath the band and opened the button. Within seconds, he was already working her jeans off her thighs, and she had on a pair of matching panties. She looked so sexy.

Lucy got to her feet and placed her hands on his chest. He felt her shake beneath him.

“If you don’t want to, tell me.”

“I do. I’m just a little nervous.”

Damn it. He should walk away.

Only, he cupped her face, sinking his fingers into her hair and tilting her head back. He ravished her mouth, and he just couldn’t help himself. When it came to Lucy, he was fucking useless.

He needed to back away, only he didn’t. He kept kissing her.

“No need to be nervous. I will take it slow.”

He did not want to cause her pain, and to lessen it, he was going to take his sweet time with her. He continued to kiss her lips, sliding his tongue between, tasting her, loving her, and then he broke the kiss to start trailing down her neck. At her pulse, he nibbled down, hearing her soft moan.

Running the tips of his fingers down her back, he heard the catch in her breath, and he grabbed her ass within his grip. He tightened his hold, and then dug his fingers into her ass, hearing her moan deepen. The sounds she made were fucking heady. He didn’t want her to stop, but he wasn’t done.

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