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“Come to bed with me,” he said, bringing our faces closer together. He kissed the tip of my nose before trailing his lips to my forehead.
An ache struck my chest, but not an unpleasant one. Emery treated me gently. Like a lover. I never knew it could be like this.
“Should I bring Larry with us?” I asked.
A raspy laugh left him before he lightly pressed his lips to mine. “I’m not fond of threesomes, but I’ll make an exception for him.”
Not fond of threesomes? Did that mean he’d had one before?
Emery kissed me once more before pulling away and heading toward the door. My breaths were shallow, and my hand shook as I grabbed the lube and followed him out of the office and down the hall. When we entered his bedroom, my gaze shifted to the large bed. We’d be wrapped up together in it very soon.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Mhm.” My heart beat so hard I heard the thumping in my ears.
He moved closer, wrapping his arms around me. “You’re shaking.”
“I’m okay.” Crap, my voice was shaky too.
“Cason…” Emery released me and stepped back. “I’m not pressuring you into doing anything, am I? That’s not my intention. If you don’t want this…if you don’t want me… I understand.”
“That’s not it,” I said, going over to sit on the bed. Being on the bed might not have been the best idea at the moment given my nerves. Which made no sense. I felt more nervous now than I’d been when meeting up with him at the hotel. And I had thought he was just some random dude then.
“I’m sorry.” Emery came to sit beside me. “We were only supposed to talk tonight. I knew we couldn’t continue as we were, pretending it never happened, so I thought talking about it would help us move forward. I didn’t intend to jump right back into it.”
“You’re not pressuring me,” I said, needing him to understand that I wanted him too. “I’m just…” God, should I tell him the truth? “I’m not used to this.”
“Not used to what?”
His puzzled expression made me even more self-conscious. He really had no idea. It was okay for girls to still be virgins at my age, but guys really harped on each other for it. Like we were less of a man because of it.
“I’m…” My heart jumped up into my throat, and my ears felt like they were on fire. “I’m a virgin, okay?” And then because I was nervous, I began to ramble. “I mean, I’ve made out with people and stuff, and a girl almost sucked my dick once, but you were the first to ever actually do it, which is why I—”
“You’re a virgin,” Emery stated.
I snapped my mouth shut and nodded. I hated how ashamed I felt. An uncomfortable silence passed between us.
“Does that bother you?” I whispered.
He stared at me with a tight jaw. “Are you out of your goddamn mind?” he then said, anger lacing the words.
I’d assumed he’d get weird after I told him, but his reaction took me by surprise. His stormy eyes were fixated on me, becoming more dangerous as the seconds ticked by.
Oh, shit.
Chapter 10
Emery
I had the mind to bend Cason over and spank his ass.
A virgin. Yeah, he seemed innocent, but I would’ve never guessed how far that innocence actually went. Once I was passed the shock, irritation had quickly taken its place.
“You’re a virgin and still agreed to meet up with a stranger for sex that night at the hotel?” I stood and walked across the room. I needed distance between us so I could wrap my head around what he’d just said.
“Yeah?” Cason remained on the bed, watching me as I paced. “I don’t see what the big deal is.”
“You didn’t care if your first time was with a guy who would’ve fucked you and then tossed you aside? You could’ve been hurt!”
