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“I can’t wait to bury my tongue in your sweet pussy.”
She gasps and curls her fingers into my shirt, pulling me closer. I trail my nose along her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. My dick is so hard I could probably hammer nails with it.
“You remember how wet you were that night? Just imagine me licking up all your juices, sucking on your clit, sliding my tongue inside you.”
She whispers my name on a moan, shaking against me. I can only imagine what it will be like when I make her come.
“Gage…please…touch me.”
Fuck! I pull away before I give in to her request. Disappointment is written all over her face.
“I can’t, doll. I’ve already done way more than I should.”
“Please, it’s just you and me. Who’s going to know?”
“I will. I couldn’t live with myself if I did.” I lift her down from the counter and cradle her face in my hands. I swear she gets more beautiful each time I see her. “Not much longer, Raven. I’ll be so stuck to you that you’ll be begging me to give you a break.”
“Promise?”
I chuckle and run my fingers through her hair. “Promise. And I always keep my promises. Come on.”
I grab the plates with the bread and the bottles of water, and then we head back to the living room. She brings up Netflix and chooses a movie,La Bamba, then settles next to me on the couch, laying her head on my chest. Less than ten minutes in, biker Bob takes young Rosie’s virginity. How’s that for art imitating life? I just hope that will be the only similarity. I don’t want to hurt her.
We quietly watch the movie and eat monkey bread, and I don’t think I’ve been this relaxed or comfortable in a long time. No alcohol, no smoking, no whores – what I’ve become accustomed to – and I’m actually enjoying myself. That is until the kissing scene between Ritchie and Donna comes on and I become all too aware of her again. She shifts uncomfortably and peeks up at me, biting her bottom lip.
“Come here.”
She straddles my lap and as I look at her, the words of the song in the background resonate in my mind.You’remine. She cradles my face and slowly runs her thumb across the stubble on my jaw.
“Tus ojos son hermosos.”
I have no idea what she said, but I like the way it sounded. I pull her to me and cover her lips with mine. She moans, parting them, and I slip my tongue inside. Fuck, she tastes good, and it’s not just the cinnamon and sugar, either. It’s her. She slides her fingers through my hair and rocks her hips against me. My whole body comes alive. She rocks faster and my dick begs to be released, to be lost inside her. I need to stop. If I don’t, I’m going to fuck her and damn the consequences to Hell. I break the kiss and lay my forehead on hers.
“I better go.”
“No, don’t stop.”
She presses her lips to mine, pulls on my bottom lip, then slides her tongue into my mouth. I instinctively latch on, sucking on it gently. Her fingers glide down my neck and a strange feeling runs through my body. I haven’t felt anything like this since I was a teenager. Teenager. Fuck.
“No, we have to stop.”
She groans and climbs off, and I jump up before I lose my nerve. I turn to her at the door.
“I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
As I stare down at her, the need to fuck her threatens to overtake my better judgment. That’s not good. I need to have my faculties about me when dealing with her. She’s so young. I should be more careful. That reminds me. There’s a little matter we need to take care of before I even think about fucking her.
“I need you to see E.”
She looks up at me, brows furrowed in confusion.
“For what?”
“To get you on the pill.”
I have every intention of using condoms, but I can’t be too careful. I don’t want to get her knocked up. She blushes and averts her eyes.
