“Such a strong mouth, yet your thighs are still trembling.”
“Meh! I’ve had better.”
This fucking woman.
“You sure about that?” I ask, using my other hand to push her legs apart.
I slide two fingers up and down her wet center. She is slick from her orgasm, which makes it easy to slide them inside her.
Her eyes roll back a little, her lips parting.
“You were saying?” I ask, pulling out and thrusting deeper.
“Fuck!” she groans as her hands dig into the sheets.
“Thought so,” I gloat, curving my fingers up to hit the spot I know will have her coming in seconds.
But when I pull my fingers out again, I am surprised to see them coated in blood.
I stop, pausing.
My hand around her neck falters as I let her go and then slide my fingers out of her.
She whimpers.
What the actual hell?
“Selene?” I ask, raising the two fingers to her. “Are you a virgin?”
She is nervously biting her lip and looking everywhere but at me.
“Selene,” I repeat a lot more gently, then I reach out and cup her cheek. There are tears in her eyes, which tear into my soul.
Nothing about my experience with this woman is as it seems.
Why would she not tell me?
She riled me on, saying she had had better when, in actual reality, she had never had sex.
How had she never had sex?
“Oh God! How old are you?”
She sniffles. “Please stop it, Liam. I am not a kid, okay?” There is a definite snarl on her face as she pulls her face from my grasp and struggles to sit upright.
She is clearly embarrassed and angry.
“I never insinuated you were a kid. I just want to know why you wouldn’t tell me you were a virgin.”
“When would I have done that? Between you calling me a monster, then kissing me and running off, then kissing me again. When again would I have had the time to share that tidbit with you, wolf?”
How is it that she is the angry one?
She should have mentioned this. I only care about her well-being. No one’s first time should be that rough.
Wait a minute.
“Are you trying to say I coerced you into this? Because you kissed me back.”