Page 58 of Dangerous Pursuit

Her reaction makes me want to say fuck it and sink into her right here and now. The whimpers that escape are sexy as fuck, and if I wasn’t holding her up with my arm around her, I swear she’d fall to the ground.

“I’m ready to finish unwrapping my present now, which means you need to stand on your own, sweetheart.” I chuckle as I slowly release her and lean back.

“Okay.” She stands up straight and steels herself.

“That’s my good little girl.”

“Jackson, you can’t say that after you just told me to stand on my own,” she says as she falls forward with her hands and head on my chest.

I laugh, loving that she’s so affected by my words alone. I can’t wait to make her body come alive with what’s next.

I let her lean on me while I finish untying her dress and then find another string holding it together underneath. Her silky skin is incredible as I feel my way to the knot. Goose bumps appear everywhere I touch, and I know she’s enjoying this as much as I am. After I finish, I open the dress, excited to stand back and get my first look at her. I can feel her reluctance to move but can’t fathom how she could be shy about her body. She’s gorgeous; there’s no reason she should be hesitant.

“Come on, sweetheart, I’ve waited all day for this. Let me see how beautiful you are,” I encourage her.

She slowly peels herself from my torso, looking down shyly. Her dress hangs at her sides, giving me my first view of what’s underneath, and holy fuck. She’s exquisite. Her modest bra and underwear only add to the allure of her beauty.

I tip her chin up, looking her in the eyes. “You are absolute perfection. What in the world do you have to be shy about? Because from what I see, you should be proud to show off this body.”

“I don’t know. I guess… I’m not sure. I haven’t had anyone stare at me like this.” Her cheeks turn crimson at the admission.

“Then whoever you’ve been with hasn’t been worthy of you if they didn’t make you feel like the most beautiful thing in the world.” Jesus, what kind of guys has she been with to give her this lack of confidence?

“Well, so… that’s the thing. I wasn’t going to say anything, but I don’t want you to think I’m crazy, so now I feel like I should, or you’re just going to keep wondering why I’m acting like this, but it’s just…” She fades off and goes silent, afraid to say whatever it is.

I pull her into me and kiss her forehead. “Mia, you can tell me anything. I promise I won’t judge you. Did something happen that makes you uncomfortable with this? I can take it slower. Whatever you need, just tell me.”

“No, it’s nothing like that. It’s just… Ugh, this is so embarrassing.” She looks to the ceiling, blows the air out of her lungs, then looks at me with resolve. “Okay, here it is. I haven’t exactly been with anyone before.” I can’t keep the shock from my face, and she turns her head to the side when she sees it.

Gripping her chin, I turn it right back to me. Some clarification is in order because there’s no way she meant what it sounded like. “So, when you say you haven’t been with anyone, what does that entail? You just delivered a damn good blow job downstairs, so I’m thinking you mean you haven’t beencompletely naked with someone? Maybe you kept some of your clothes on?”

“Uh, no, I meant what it sounded like. You’re the first person I’ve ever done that with. I’ve never been interested in anyone enough to go past making out. I guess I was just waiting to feel… I don’t know… turned on.” She shrugs. “And you make me feel that, so I’m ready.” Finishing, she lifts her head in assuredness.

I blow out the breath I’d been holding.Fuck me.

I must stand in shock for too long, giving her the wrong idea. “You said you wouldn’t judge me. In fact, you promised you wouldn’t. I knew you’d break one of those eventually,” she says as she wraps her dress around her again, crossing her arms to hold it in place.

“Wait a minute. I’m not judging you. I’m processing. How about this—why don’t you tell me what you mean when you say you’re ready now that you’returned on? What exactly are you ready for?”

“Everything.”

Holy shit, what am I supposed to say to that?

Mia

I’m mortified. “You know what? Never mind. You don’t have to feel bad for changing your mind. It’s fine, really. I’ll just go.” Why do I feel like I want to cry right now?

I move to leave, but he grabs my shoulders, holding me in place. “You’re not going anywhere but on top of that bed. Does it look like I changed my mind?” He looks down, and my eyes follow, catching sight of his massive erection.

“Let me clear this up for you. I don’t want you any less than I did five minutes ago, and a part of me wants you even more because honestly? The thought of popping your cherry gets me hard as fuck. What it does change are the steps I’ll take to makesure you can handle me because… well, you saw what’s coming.” His dirty talk never fails to light me on fire. I don’t want him doing anything different.

“I shouldn’t have told you. I don’t want to be treated with kid gloves. I’d rather you act like you don’t know and not change anything.”

“I wasn’t going to. But I also wasn’t planning to fuck you tonight prior to this knowledge. I’d already decided earlier to wait—so don’t think you screwed up by telling me because I promise I’ll be screwing you soon enough.”

My head drops in disappointment, but he lifts it right back up. “Don’t worry. That doesn’t mean we’re not doing other things that will have you screaming my name just as loudly. Got it?”

I nod. “Can we stop talking now?”

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