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“I’m sure you won’t.”

She met my gaze and took a deep breath. “I’m sure too because I don’t want to wait. I’d like for you to be my first. You know since you’ve put your fear of virgins out there and I already promised I won’t become obsessed with you after. It only makes sense, considering that we’re already married.”

I went completely still, gaping at her as she came on to me in a way that only Beth Carson could?so logically.

Chapter 10

Beth

It was happening again. Adam was staring at me as if I was crazy. What was I thinking, suggesting we sleep together? Sure, he claimed we were friends now, and he found me attractive. Still, he never said anything about wanting to be intimate with me. Once again, I’d made a fool of myself. I wished the floor would open up and take me in to save me from further embarrassment.

“You have a different kind of charm.”

I wasn’t sure what to make of his statement. “Different weird?” Flirting wasn’t my forte. I felt like I was crashing and burning. The corners of his mouth kicked up slightly and he scratched his stubbled jaw.

“Yes, but somehow it works for you.”

“Oh…”

What did I do now? I hadn’t turned him off with my very unique seduction technique. I couldn’t tell if he was willing to cross that line with me. Did I make the first move? Having never been in such a position before, I was on the brink of a panic attack.

Finally, I admitted, “I’m not sure what to do now.” I must have been the most pitiful female Adam ever came across in the sex department. Gone were my fiery attitude and confidence.

He continued to stare, his eyes ablaze with interest. The smokey orbs dipped to my chest and lower then, they lifted back to my face. There was blatant hunger in them that sent every cell of my body into a frenzy of arousal.

“Now we’ll finish what we started, if you're absolutely sure.”

My breathing accelerated, my skin heated and my inner muscles clenched with anticipation. All of that and he hadn’t even touched me. I was starting to understand why women threw themself into bed with him even when they knew they’d never get more than sex. It worried me a little that sleeping with him would mean little but my growing desire overrode that knowledge.

“I’m sure.”

His eyes changed from silver to a stormy night's sky. He put his glass down and draped his arms over the back of the sofa.Why hadn’t he pulled me into his arms already? “Isn’t this where you rip my clothes off and have your wicked way with me?”

His laughter?more of a sexy hum than anything else?sent another wave of need coursing through me.

“No, this is where you show me that you’re sure about this. You make a move.”

I didn’t even know which move to make. A part of me wanted to chicken out and make a hasty retreat, but another part was eager to feel more of what I felt with him the other night. Those eyes of his, compelling and peering at me with challenge, drew me closer to him. Heart hammering, I leaned in until my mouth hovered near his. Neither of us moved or blinked. I think I even stopped breathing until I closed the distance between us and our lips touched. He remained still and I hesitantly continued, teasing his lips until they parted and he kissed me back with the same enthusiasm.

Every time Adam and I kissed, it was a new experience. Our first kiss had shocked me to the core. The second almost made me spontaneously combust. This time, it felt like I was slowly melting from the inside. He certainly knew how to kiss. Every graze of his lips and stroke of his tongue sent my arousal skyrocketing. I wanted more and I couldn’t wait another second for it. Breathless, I pulled away with a slight frown, wondering why the only part of him that was touching me were his lips.

“Why aren’t you touching me?”

“If I touch you now, I’ll lose control. I don’t want your first time to be rushed.”

I almost melted into a puddle at his feet. There I was a nervous wreck and he put me at ease with his consideration. He was being so...sweet. I liked this side of Adam.

“That’s the sweetest thing any man has ever said to me.”

He lifted a brow, his eyes dancing with laughter. “Seriously?”

My face caught fire. Now wasn’t the time for him to start teasing me.

“I didn’t have a string of men lined up to give me compliments,” I defended.

It really hit me what an amateur I was when it came to sex and my insecurities surfaced. There was no way I’d compare to the many bombshells I’d seen on his arm over the years. Self-consciously, I began pulling away but he snagged my wrist and pulled me back.

“We’ll have to change that...but it will be just me giving you compliments.”

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