Page 18 of Curveball

I wordlessly nod as I close the door and make my way to his bed.

He stares at me. “Saving your firsts for me. You mentioned it that night in the hot tub. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but I’ve thought of it often since. It goes back to the day we met, right? When I told you that you owed me all your firsts.”

I nod again. “Yes.”

“This isn’t exactly what I meant though I frankly don’t know what I intended at the time. I was ten.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ve saved them all for you because that’s what I wanted to do. I want you to have them. No one else.”

“What about Jack? Arizona said you’ve been dating for months. Your mother certainly seemed onboard.”

I shake my head. “No. Not tonight. Not ever. I broke up with him a few hours ago. I need it to be you, Quincy. That’s what I want. What I’ve always wanted.”

He gives one small nod of acknowledgment.

I start to lift the blankets to get into the bed, but he instructs me to stop. I get self-conscious, thinking he doesn’t want me, but then he quickly instructs, “Take your clothes off. I want to see you.Allof you.”

I freeze in place. That’s my worst nightmare. Exposing my body to him. I want to get undressed under the safety and cover of the blankets, where I can’t be seen.

He sits up, his bottom half still mostly covered. Looking up at me, he demands, “If we’re going to do this, I want to see you. Ineedto see you. It’s all of you or nothing at all. I won’t settle for anything less than every glorious inch.”

His gaze is so intense. I have to look away. “I…I don’t know if I can.”

He takes my hand in his and waits until my eyes find his again. He gives me a reassuring nod. “I know you can. I’ll go first.”

He pulls the blanket off his body, revealing himself as completely naked with nothing but a very hard and exceedingly large penis. Quincy Abbott is a big man. He’s a long man, standing at six feet, five inches. He wears size sixteen shoes. I suppose I was expecting a larger-than-average penis, but I wasn’t expecting this much. I’m suddenly terrified.

I visibly swallow and he gives me a cocky smirk. “You’ll be fine. I promise to take care of you. It’s your turn, Shortcake.”

My hands shake as I slowly move to place my thumbs into the waistband of my sleep shorts. Before I can muster the courage to remove them, he grabs my wrist. “May I?”

I nod. “Please.” I honestly can’t bear to do it myself.

He reaches into my waistband. The mere act of his fingers touching my body sends an electric current through me. He pulls down my shorts and panties together, in one slow motion. Once they’re on the floor, he runs his hands up my thighs. My thighs are big, but I love that they momentarily don’t seem that way in his enormous hands.

I see his breathing becoming more labored. The tip of his cock begins to glisten.

He’s turned on by what he sees. I was afraid he’d be repulsed, but he’s turned on by me.

That emboldens me to grab the bottom of my T-shirt and lift it over my head. I’m now standing in front of him completely naked.

No one has ever seen me completely naked before. No man, no saleswoman, not Arizona, no one. Another first belonging to him.

His eyes and hands continue the slow path up my body until his fingers stop at my breasts, cupping them and teasing my nipples with his thumbs in the process. His eyes then meet mine. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

I don’t know if he means it or not, but right now, I want to believe him, so I do. The lust I see in his eyes tells me that he means it.

I bend my head until our lips meet, craving that connection. We’ve only kissed once, and it was two years ago, but it’s somehow immediately familiar and comfortable.

His lips, his tongue, his taste. They both soothe and excite me at the same time.

I smile into his mouth and mumble, “I nearly forgot what a good kisser you are.”

He smiles back into mine. “You’re about to learn that I’m good at everything.”

Our lips lock again as he kisses me voraciously. He continues moving his fingers all over my body, lighting me up in a way I’ve never felt. His hands immediately find my ass, again bringing me back to our first kiss when he practically worshiped it. My fingers dive into his sexy hair, running through his long curls.

If I only have this one night, I want everything. Every first I’ve saved for this perfect man.

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