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“I have a better idea.” I pushed myself to my feet. “Follow me.”

7

MAKENNA

Ihad to steer Jesse away from the door. Once he noticed the window in it, though, he was in full agreement.

We even briefly discussed going upstairs to his room. But with his massive erection and security cameras posted along the hallway and over the elevators, that wasn’t a good idea. The last thing I needed was for my boss to catch me sneaking up to someone’s room.

So, he moved an exercise bike from the corner, lifting it like it weighed no more than a tissue box. Then he grabbed one of the yoga mats and lay it next to the weight bench.

Following his instruction, I lay on my back on the yoga mat, watching as he retrieved a condom from his wallet. Then he knelt between my parted legs, ripping open the packet and sliding it on his erection.

“Always prepared,” I teased.

He didn’t take his eyes off me. “Well, I have to admit that’s been in there a while.” He squinted at the packet, still in his left hand. “Just a few months or so. I hope it hasn’t expired.”

“I’m on birth control,” I said. “So I think we’re fine.”

He tossed the packet aside and lowered his body, holding himself above me as he stared into my eyes. He looked like he was seconds from doing a push-up.

“If I got you pregnant, it wouldn’t be the end of the world,” he said. “Not on my end, anyway.”

He lowered his face, drawing me into another passionate kiss. The kiss, combined with his words, sent warmth shooting through my body. Yes, the idea of having a baby with this man lit me up inside.

I hadn’t planned on starting a family anytime soon, but I’d always been open to falling in love and getting married. Now, for the first time, I felt a stirring inside me to be a mom and a wife. But only if Jesse could be the husband and father.

When he lifted one hand and moved it between our bodies, I froze. This was the part I’d forgotten about. I should tell him I was a virgin, right? He probably assumed I was since it’d only been seven years, and he hadn’t even tried to go further. Truth be told, I’d always been scared to make myself that vulnerable to a guy. I’d seen what happened to friends who lost their virginity to guys who didn’t deserve it.

But I trusted this man. I knew even though he might hurt me at the end of the weekend, he was the right person to take my innocence. The only person.

He was still kissing me as he entered me, so I didn’t have time to tense up in preparation. I just focused on the kiss as discomfort gradually settled in. I still couldn’t bring myself to tell him I was a virgin.

Finally, he met resistance and pulled away, looking down at me. I’d waited too long to tell him, and now he’d figured it out.

“Are you a…”

His voice trailed off, his eyes searching my face. All I could do was nod. Finally, I managed to speak.

“I should have told you. If you want to stop, I’ll understand.”

He tilted his head slightly, his eyebrows knitting. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No!”

The word came out with far more force than I’d intended. The last thing I wanted him to do was stop. Not now. Not ever.

With a nod, he inched deeper. I winced. My mind automatically went to a phrase I’d heard over the years. “Pop her cherry.” Was that what he was doing?

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “I’ll tell you what. Why don’t I hold still, and you move? Then you can control how deep I go.”

It seemed awkward at first, but that was exactly what I did. He held still in that upward push-up position, and I moved my hips, gritting my teeth through the pain until finally it eased.

He kept his eyes on my face as I moved. There was warmth in his eyes. Warmth and patience. He had to be beyond turned on at this point. He was holding back for me, and his restraint touched me in ways I couldn’t fully comprehend.

Soon, the pain turned into a tingly feeling that was becoming all too familiar. I closed my eyes and took in the sensations. That seemed to send the signal that I was starting to enjoy this, and that’s when Jesse gradually picked up his pace, moving his hips and letting me relax and enjoy the sensation of his cock grazing my clit with each thrust.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” I whispered, still not opening my eyes.

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