“I want to give you something, but there’s only one thing I can give. Myself.”
“Oh yeah? I heard one of those hang-arounds say you were more valuable as a virgin. Is that true?”
“Yes.”
“What are you up to now? Making sure I ruin you?”
“Don’t call it that. I want to be with you tonight. For you—and for me.”
“So, you can make sure I’m on your side.”
“No.”
He dragged in a breath and let it out.
“Then what?”
“Let me be normal with you.”
“I think you don’t know what normal is.”
Her breath hitched. “You may be right. It’s been a long time since I lived a life anyone would have chosen.” She considered for a moment. “Well, maybe never. But nobody ever asked what I wanted.”
Despite his resolve not to react to her, he could feel himself falling under a spell she was weaving around the two of them. Fighting the pull, he asked, “What did you mean when you said you’d tricked me?”
“I don’t want any of that in your head now. I will tell you—I promise. After this.” As she spoke, she slid her hand across the front of his body, landing on his cock and staying there.
“Don’t.”
“Let me.”
He should push her away and demand to know what game she was playing. Yet, he couldn’t stop himself from responding to her sensual touch.
He made another attempt to pull himself back to reality. “Were you lying when you said you’d never had an orgasm?” he asked, hearing the thickness of his own voice.
“I wasn’t lying.”
“Then . . .”
“Just let me be with you now. Then I’ll tell you everything. I promise.”
Was she offering a trade? Stalling?
He looked into her eyes, seeing desire—and hope. If she thought seducing him would make a difference, maybe she was right.