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My eyes tear up, and I tighten my hold around his neck, placing my forehead against his chin.

He loves me….

He pulls back a little, his hand coming between us as he holds my chin with his fingers making me look at him.

He whispers, "I know it's scary, and I know my mother hasn't been the most welcoming, but Angel, I need you like I need air to breathe, and that scares the fuck outta me. I've never loved anyone before, and the thought of losing you has consumed me."

I blink several times, hoping I don't cry, and whisper, "If it's any consolation…," I grip his hair tighter and admit, "…I've fallen in love with you, too, and I'm scared as well."

He nods, his eyes glassy as he grips my hips tightly.

One second, I'm holding him tightly after our declaration of love—which is scary as shit, and the next, my legs are around his waist, my hands running through his hair, our tongues dancing together.

Our kiss heats up as he pushes me against the wall, his jean-covered member rubbing between my legs, making me moan. On instinct, my hands go to his buttons.

My fingers tremble, but I ignore them and unbutton his shirt, slowly pushing it off his broad shoulders. Then, I grip his wife beater and pull it up. He breaks the kiss and helps me pull it off, then grabs my tank, and whips it over my head.

I'm breathing heavily as he looks at my lacy, light pink bra. Awe and lust shine through those darkening blue ocean eyes.

Slowly, I reach behind me, keeping my legs tightly around him, ensuring I don't fall, and I unhook my bra, slowly removing the straps and throwing the fabric on the floor.

His eyes dilate before his lips go to a peaked nipple, biting it hard before sucking it, making me gasp and arch my back.

He goes to the other nipple, showing just as much attention, making my clit throb. I move my hips, needing friction.

He groans and takes my lips again, my nipples brushing against his tatted chest, making me moan.

He pulls my body from the wall, blindly guiding us through his house. Moments later, my back meets a soft fabric, the mattress dipping with our weight.

James breaks the kiss, breathing hard, his lips swollen from my kisses, and he whispers, "Are you sure, Angel?" His eyes peer deeply into mine. "If you're not ready, we'll just take a bath together and sleep, because, baby, you're staying here tonight."

I smile, and bravery hits me as I move my hands and unbutton his jeans, whispering, "Take me, my love…."

He smiles, taking my lips again, harder this time, as I pull his jeans down over his ass. I reach down and grip his member, only to freeze.

I feel him smile against my lips, then rasp, "Don't worry, Angel, it'll make you feel good, I promise."

He kisses my lips again, and then stands. I see how big he is, and I suck in a breath.

I stutter, "Um, uh, James, I…uh, I've only ever slept with one person like three times, and he was small. I don't…uh, I don't think that's going to fit, especially with the piercing."

Jesus, it's like a ladder. Didn't that hurt?

He smirks, removing his jeans before undoes the buttons on mine, then slowly drags them and my panties down my legs, my heart racing.

We're really doing this….

"First of all, baby, you're a virgin, let's get that straight right now; otherwise, I'm going to kill someone." I chuckle, I can't help it, even with the nerves building up. He smiles. "Secondly, I was fucking made for you."

With that said, he spreads my legs, then shoves his tongue inside me.

I gasp, arching my back, moaning, "Oh God," as I grip his hair.

He smirks, looking up at me as he pushes a finger inside me, then whispers, "Not God, Angel. I’m your love." He sucks my clit hard in pulses, making my stomach tighten with the need to come.

"Please, James," I gasp, arching my back, frustration building, wanting the pleasure. He sucks harder while adding another finger inside me, then tilting them, rubbing hard against my g-spot. I fly, surprisingly quick, but can’t seem to care as I scream, and blackness hits my vision. My orgasm takes over me, my body tightening up with pleasure.

He slowly drinks my release until it's all gone, licking my clit one more time, then climbs up my body, taking my hands with his, and placing them above my head. He takes my lips in a quick kiss, making me taste myself.

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