Page 28 of Fighting the Odds

“Good. Now I need you to eat, baby.” His tone turns gentle as he looks at me with a smile. He’s been so sweet and good to me. But I know he won’t let me up until I eat.

I set my phone on the coffee table, not caring that it’s vibrating. I don’t even want to respond. I can’t. Right now I just wish I knew what Wesley thinks I did that would make him treat me this way. Once my hands are free, Cyrus hands the sandwich to me and I take a large bite. Grilled cheese, my favorite. When the pepper jack and Havarti cheese hit my taste buds, I moan, savoring the delicious flavor.

“You’re killing me. I wish I was the one making those noises come from you,” Cyrus mumbles through a pained groan, reaching down and adjusting himself.

“Who says you don’t?” I joke back.

Just thinking about being with Cyrus has my core throbbing. I squeeze my thighs together, too embarrassed to glance in his direction to see if he's noticed.

“I can’t wait until I can.” His warm breath hits my ear, sending a shiver through my body.

We started talking about us last night, but I was so exhausted, I ended up falling asleep before we got to go into detail. Now is about as good of a time as any to figure it out.

“So, am I your girl now officially? Like we’re dating? I know we have to be careful until I’m eighteen.” I glance at him nervously and look back at my plate, taking another bite of my sandwich.

“You are most definitely my girl. I’m off the market,” he announces proudly as he reaches out and pushes a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Can I ask a personal question?”

“Anything. There’s nothing I won’t answer, baby.”

I shift my body on the couch so I’m facing him. I pick at my nail, trying to gather the courage to ask him. My fingers tremble as I blow a deep breath. . While I may be a stripper, I’m still nervous to talk to guys about things.

“Umm, well, you know that I’m not a virgin. At least I’m pretty sure I’m not. But are you?” I quickly shift my gaze up, locking my eyes on his.

His lip quirks up into a smile. “Oh, my sweet little Lilac, were you worried about asking me?”

I just nod and cover my face, my cheeks heating instantly. If I had a blanket, I would hide.

“I wish I could say I was. But I’m not. When I was a teenager, still in high school, I admit I was a dog. If it had two legs and a vagina between it, I would sleep with it. It wasn’t until I went away to college I saw how dangerous it could be. My best friend contracted an STD and had to let every sexual partner know. Thankfully, he found someone who accepted him as he is and he’s very happy. It’s also why I got tested. Now, I’m more selective about who I sleep with and always use protection.”

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. I’m glad he changed into the man he is today. But he said he’s more selective now. Does that mean he’s sleeping with someone currently?

“Stop furrowing that forehead. I don’t want it to wrinkle.”

I force a smile as I rub the palms along my sweatpant covered thighs. The thought of him sleeping with someone has my stomach tied up in knots.

“I haven’t been with anyone since meeting you. The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were it for me. You own my soul and I could never be with anyone else.”

Cyrus grabs my waist and pulls me into his lap. He twists my body and positions us, so my legs are straddling him. He does it slowly, being careful not to jostle my sore body.

He crushes his lips against mine, forcing his tongue past the seam of my lips. It glides along mine, caressing it, like a sensual dance.

I rock my hips against him, grinding my pussy on his growing cock.

“See what you do to me?” he growls into my mouth, gripping me tightly.

My nipples pebble, brushing against the fabric of my bra. A shiver works its way down my spine and I groan.

I can feel the dampness in my panties, but I don’t care.

I want more.

I need more.

The desire to replace the blank memories of that night with happy new ones hits me hard. A night I have no recollection of that changed me forever, both my body and my life.

I pull away, breathless.

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