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“Hi, Shannon,” Johnny replied, voice strained, eyes dark and blazing, as he shrugged his shirt and tie off and tossed them on the floor. “Fuck, what are you doing to me, baby?”

My chest rose and fell rapidly when I climbed back onto his lap. “I love you,” he said gruffly, brushing his lips against mine. I shivered when his arms came around me, the heat from his skin scorching mine. “So fucking much.” His hand moved to my ass, pulling me closer for a long, drug-inducing moment, as he rocked me on his lap, grinding our bodies together. Growling, Johnny deepened our kiss, plunging his tongue into my mouth as he twisted around and knocked me onto my back. “So sexy.” He sounded absolutely torn, and a little hopeful, as he settled between my legs. “So goddamn beautiful.” His hands roamed all over my bare flesh as he trailed kisses down my neck. “You’re all I want.”

Moaning in encouragement, I tilted my hips upward, groaning breathlessly when his body aligned with mine in the most primal of human ways, pressing hard against me.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered, mouth hovering over my breasts. “It’s…” His voice trailed off as he pulled my nipple into his mouth and sucked.

“Johnny,” I panted, knotting my hands in his hair, as he tormented me with delicious swipes of his tongue. “Don’t stop.”

“Fuck…” Releasing my breast, he moved back to my lips and thrust hard against me, so hard that the headboard of my bed banged against the wall. “Shite,” he muttered, nestling his face in the crook of my neck. “I should stop,” he groaned, but his actions proved opposite as he continued to feel me and kiss me and rock his hips against me.

Don’t stop.

I don’t care.

Just don’t stop.

“Shh.” I gripped his hips and tugged him closer as the need inside of me blossomed and burned. I wanted him to push me deeper into this mattress. I wanted to feel every inch of him on me, in me, all of him inside all of me. I wantedmore. “It’s okay.”

“No, no, no…” Johnny shook his head and groaned louder, shifting closer, nuzzling deeper. “I’m not thinking clearly—” His hand moved to my hip, jerking me closer and clamping down hard. “Tell me to go.”

“No.” Heart racing, I arched against him. “Don’t go.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, as his big body shuddered under my touch. He exhaled a harsh breath against my neck that caused my skin to erupt in goose bumps. “It’s too soon—”

I trailed my trembling fingertips down his stomach, not stopping until I reached his belt buckle. “I don’t care.” Sliding my fingers into the waistband of his school trousers, I inhaled a steadying breath and tugged hard. “Stay.”

His breathing was hard and uneven. “What are you doing?” he asked as I fumbled with the buckle of his belt. “Shannon, we can’t—”

“Please?” I breathed, freeing his belt buckle and popping the button on his trousers. “I want you.”

“I don’t have a condom,” he groaned into my mouth, hips thrusting wildly. “I’m sorry.”

“Condoms,” I moaned, bucking my hips up to meet his thrusts. “In Joey’s room.” Raiding Joey’s bedroom wasn’t uncommon behavior for me, but planning to steal from his condom stash was a different matter entirely. I had no clue what I was thinking if I was being truthful with myself. I just wanted Johnny.Badly.

“No—” Breaking our kiss, Johnny shook his head and stared down at me, eyes almost black with desire. “Not like this.”

“Don’t you want me?” I whispered, feeling my heart sink.

“You know I want you,” he panted, pressing his forehead to mine. “Ionlywant you.”

“Then why—”

“Because I’m not taking your virginity in this house, Shannon!” he growled, jaw clenched. “On an after-school whim, with your brother’s fucking condom.” He shook his head. “I’m not doing that, baby.”

“I don’t mind, Johnny,” I urged. “Honestly, I don’t.”

“Well, I mind,” he shot back, pulling himself up on his elbows. “I’m not having sex with you and skulking out the door an hour later because your family will be home.” Groaning, he pressed a kiss to my lips and climbed off me. “You deserve better, and I’m not doing that to you.” Chest heaving, he walked over to my bedroom window and leaned against the sill. “When we sleep together, I want us tosleeptogether.” He looked over his shoulder, blue eyes blazing. “All night.”

Scrambling into a sitting position, I didn’t make a sound, too busy concentrating on trying to control the rapid rise and fall of my chest as his words speared through my heart.

“I want to make it good for you,” he added, turning back to face me. “And I can’t do that on a timer.”

“Oh,” I finally breathed, watching him watch me. “O-okay.”

“That doesn’t mean that I don’t want this.” Exhaling heavily, Johnny walked back to the bed and sank down beside me. “Because I do, Shannon,” he said gruffly, pulling me onto his lap. Smoothing my hair back, he pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “I just… I need to do right by you.”

“Okay,” I whispered, burying my burning face in the crook of his neck.

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