Page 66 of Beyond The Break

“I’m ready,” I say between kisses.

He stiffens and pulls back to looks me in the eye. “What?”

“I want you to be my first.”

He doesn’t reply as he lowers me to my feet and shuts the shower off, grabbing a towel and drying my body before wrapping my hair up in it. I can't tell if I've just been rejected or not.

I watch as he grabs another towel and starts to dry himself off. My eyes traveling downwards, following the light trail of hair, until they nearly jump out of their sockets. Saliva pools in my mouth as I take in the sheer size of him. There is no way that will ever fit inside of me.

He’ll break you in half.

“My eyes are up here, sunshine.” He cups my chin, raising my eyes back to his, a cocky grin forming on his lips. “Like what you see?”

Goose bumps break out across my skin as I nod, my cheeks heating. He chuckles and takes hold of my hand, walking me out of the bathroom and into the large bedroom. He dims the lights before wrapping his arms around my waist and guiding me backward to the bed until my back meets the soft sheets.

“What were you thinking of when you fingered yourself the other night?” he asks, lowering himself above me.

“Nothing.” I try to turn my face away from him, embarrassed, but he grips my chin and forces me to look at him.

“Don’t lie to me, sunshine,” he rasps.

His scent invades my senses, making it hard to think straight.

He smellsintoxicating.

Hypnotizing.

Mesmerizing.

“Be a good girl,” he presses, raising my chin with two fingers, “and tell me.”

My nipples harden in response.

“You,” I finally whisper, almost inaudible, but the way he stiffens tells me that he heard.

I flush to the point where my skin feels like it’ll burst into flames and avoid his eyes, but he lifts my chin back towards him again.

“What exactly was it about me that you were thinking of?” he asks, his gaze darkening.

“Your hands,” one of his brows raises questioningly, “I was imagining that it was your hands touching me.”

Both of his brows jump up and his eyes round slightly as he lets go of my chin. “All you had to do was ask.”

His eyes sparkle with lust, lips parting slightly as he stares down at me. “So beautiful,” he whispers.

His gaze is heavy on me while my whole body vibrates under his touch. No one has ever made me feel the way he has, and I feel it change something within me. The neediness in his eyes turns me on more than it should.

“Show me,” he says, removing his hand.

“What?”

“Show me how you like to be touched.”

“Absolutely not,” I laugh, pushing him off me and sitting up.

“Are you really going to make me beg?”

He lowers himself to the floor on both knees. My heart beats rapidly in my chest as I stare down at him in front of me.

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