Page 25 of Tenure

“Hm?”

“How did you get my number? To call me?”

“I didn’t.”

I run my tongue over my teeth, irritated. “Answer me,” I say in a mock voice.

His eyes flash, his sharp features a warning. “Watch yourself,” he says, before pushing me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.

I turn to face him. “Are you a stalker?”

“Maybe,” he says, continuing to walk towards me. I back up until my knees hit the bed, but he keeps coming.

“What are you doing?”

He pauses and cocks his head, reaching out and tugging on my towel so it falls to my feet.

“Starting again,” he says, and then he pushes me down on the bed.

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James

That took me a minute or ten to recover from.

A virgin.

Seventeen.

Shit.

I want to say I wouldn’t have been nearly so hard on her if I’d known, and maybe I wouldn’t have. But the second she stepped into my shower she sealed the deal. There’s no way she was leaving the bathroom without knowing what my cock felt like. Virgin or not.

Only now, I want to spread her out and take my time with her.

I kiss her hard, greedy for the feel of her and wanting to slip back inside and hear her moan. But I keep it together, her soft body pliant and sweet, curving beneath my hands like clay. I want to mold her in every way you can mold a body. I want to make her fuckingmine.

My mouth slides down her chest between her tits, leaving a trail of wet kisses down her stomach, her muscles clenching with desire and fear as she realizes where I’m going.

“Have you done this before, baby?” I murmur against her lower belly, looking up at her. She’s staring down at me, nerves all over her face again, and I could kick myself for not realizing—it’s too late now. Focus on this.

“No,” she says, but I already know from the pie plates that are her eyeballs.

“Do you trust me?”

To my surprise, she smirks. “Not even a little.”

I nip her belly, and she yelps, hips jolting up off the bed. I run my tongue over the bite mark, and she squirms.

Oh baby, you’re gonna squirm a heluva lot more than this.

I drift between her legs, pushing her thighs apart, and feel the top blow right off the top of my head at the sight of her. Her pussy is red and swollen, and my dick starts to leak from the satisfaction of knowing I did that to her.

I mean to go slow. I mean to ease her into it, give her a minute to get used to it, but I can’t help myself. She’s drenched, andperfect,and I dive right in, pushing her legs even farther apart and trying to just keep myself from shoving my entire damn fist in her cunt.Let’s just start with licking . . .

I drag my tongue up her slit, and she lets out a strangled moan, a strange, high-pitched keening that almost has me coming on the spot. I push my tongue into herhard,desperation leaking out of my body, even though I’m trying to hold back. I want all my body parts in her. I want everything of mine that can fill up that tight pussy of hers to beinher. I want to plug every fucking hole she has until shepasses outfrom the fucking pleasure of it.

I slip my thumb into her as my tongue swirls around her clit and her hips rocket off the bed, hands fisting in the sheets, legswrithing and shaking like she has no idea what to do with her body.

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