Page 85 of Take My Hand

I swallowed. “I like you, too. A lot.”

“This means something to me, you know.” He licked his lips. “What we’re about to do. I know we haven’t been together long, but I think you’re incredible, and I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to spend as much time with a girl as I want to spend with you. I’ve neverlikedanyone as much as I do you.”

My face flushed hot as his words hit me in the chest. “The same,” I whispered. “You’re not like any other boy I’ve ever met before. You’re,” I dropped my gaze feeling shy, “lovely.”

Zak ran a finger along the apple of my cheek and sighed reverently. “Look at me, babe.” I did as he asked. “I think you’re lovely too.”

The kiss that followed was gentle and full of promises. It was sweet. It was sexy. It was everything. It quickly moved to feverish as Zak’s fingers tangled in my hair and mine grabbed at the hard muscles of his back. He squeezed one boob, while his mouth sucked the nipple of my other over my bra. Not even thefabric of my bra stopped the sensation making me arch and keen with the pleasure. Slowly and tenderly, we removed each other’s underwear and explored. Zak was bold and confident, whereas I touched him with a little shyness and hesitancy, but when he kicked the throw off us, I felt bolder. It was because of him and the care and devotion that he was giving to me. My heart raced as joy flowed through me, heating my blood and igniting a fire.

As my legs parted, Zak groaned. “I need to put the condom on.” He got to his knees and reached behind me for the box.

“I have the implant,” I told him, suddenly too impatient.

“Okay, but I want to be sure we’re totally safe. I mean I don’t have?—”

“Zak it’s fine, put the condom on. I like that you care.”

His smile was dazzling as he ripped open the packet, his stomach muscles taut as his dick bobbed against it. I swallowed wondering whether it would fit but determined that it would.

“Can I help?” I asked, desperate to touch him.

He licked his lips and then reached a hand out for me and pulled me up. We were eye to eye, his dark with desire as he watched me.

“You’re gorgeous, you know,” he whispered, tracing a finger along the curve of my nose.

“So, are you, but that didn’t answer my question.”

His grin matched mine as he held the condom up. “You still want to do this?” he asked.

I nodded and tentatively took it from him. “I’ve only ever put one on a banana.”

Zak laughed quietly, and guiding my hand, we put the condom on together, and I knew that we would always be connected, even if we were apart.

“You sure?” he asked me again as he gently lowered me back to the sofa.

His necklace dangled as he looked down at me, and I hooked my finger in it, pulling his mouth closer to mine. “Definitely.”

Nothing after that moment mattered and as he pushed into me, my fingertips pressed into the muscles of his hard, toned back. In that moment I was lost letting myself fall in love.

Chapter Thirty

Maddy

“You sure you’re okay?” Zak asked, wrapping an arm around me.

We were fully dressed after the most incredible experience of my life. I knew people always said your first time was terrible, but mine hadn’t been. I had an idea of what to do; I wasn’t totally inept or naïve. I had read a few dirty books and Zak wasn’t the first boy to have his hands in my knickers. I just wasn’t sure that I’d done the whole sex thing right.

“I’m fine.” I cleared the nerves from my throat. “Was I okay?”

“You were incredible,” he whispered. “Amazing.”

I couldn’t shake the insecurity. The fact that maybe I hadn’t been anywhere near as good as he’d hoped.

“You don’t have to say that, not if you don’t mean it.”

“I mean it.” His eyes searched mine as he pulled me closer. His hold on me tight and protective. Tender. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

I shook my head. It hadn’t, not like some people said to expect. I’d been surprised by how good it felt. How easily he’d made me orgasm.

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