Page 102 of Born in Depravity

Itdidn’t?

My brows furrowed and he smoothed it with his thumb.

“It doesn’t,” he said, answering my unasked question. “There are lots of reasons a girl can lose her hymen without having had sex. And there are some who are born without one.”

I looked away. I couldn’t even imagine if that had been the case with me. There would have been no way to prove my purity to my father. I wouldn’t have had to be examined by Dr. Russo, though.

He touched my cheek, bringing me back to him.

Clearing his throat, Mikhail said, “You know that wasn’t your first kiss, right?”

I cocked my head to the side.

I’d never thought so, but somehow, having Mikhail confirm this made me feel better.

“No, baby. Your first kiss will be the one you willingly give.”

He leaned down until his face was only a few centimeters away from mine. This close, I could see the gold flecks reflected in his ocean eyes.

Beautiful.

“So, what do you say, baby? Do I get your first kiss?”

My heart raced.

He was asking me. He wasn’t taking it.

No one had ever asked me before.

I nodded.

Mikhail smiled, and I wanted to keep this smile on his face for as long as possible. He moved closer to me.

“Kiss me, baby,” he said softly. I held my breath. I was sure my eyes reflected my confusion. How did I go about kissing him? I didn’t know how to kiss anyone.

“Wrap your arms around my neck,” he said. I did as he instructed, wrapping my arms around his neck. The blanket fell to my waist, but I didn’t have time to think about being self-conscious.

Mikhail pulled me onto his lap. I was slightly taller than him, sitting like this.

Both of his hands rested on my waist, anchoring me.

I focused on his touch, and everything started to feel dizzy.

He was so close to me.

After all I had done with him, all I had done with Damien and Nikolay, something as innocent as a kiss shouldn’t affect me like this, but it did.

My heart strummed in excitement. I wondered if he could hear it, considering how loud it sounded in my ears.

“Come closer to me,” he said, his voice whisper soft. I moved closer—so close, I could make out every single one of his long eyelashes.

“Close your eyes.”

I closed my eyes.

The first touch of his lips gliding softly against mine was everything.

I was so full of emotions, I felt choked up.

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