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I'd like to think I wouldn't, but the way I'm feeling right now, my body practically humming with need, I'm not so sure.
Not sure at all.
CHAPTER 12
GINNY
Ireturn to the bedroom, his foil-covered condom in hand. He looks up at me, his eyes traveling slowly down my body like warm honey dripping.
"Stop right there," he says in that slow sexy drawl that makes my stomach tighten. "I want to see what I'm getting into."
I freeze in place, feeling exposed but excited as he studies me.
"Oh, you're nice," he says, his voice deepening. "You're very nice. I want to see all of you. Take everything off and stand over there."
I move over to the wall, my pulse racing. My pussy already creaming.
I'm a little self-conscious but also proud of my body. I've worked hard for it—jogging around the fire station, making full use of the gym equipment, eating right. Well, most of the time.
His eyes devour every inch of me.
"Perfection," he whispers. "Perfection. Perfection."
The way he says it makes my thighs quiver.
"Now, come back here."
I do as he says. His hands touch me again, but harder this time. He slaps my butt with a sharp crack that echoes in the quiet room.
"Ow! What's that for?" I gasp, the sting spreading across my skin.
"To scare the ice out of you," he says. "To get your blood flowing. You're going to need it after the workout I'm going to give you."
"Really?" My voice comes out breathy, caught between thrill and fear.
I'm alone with a man more than twice my weight in the middle of nowhere during a snowstorm.
Wounded or not, he's still a man, and I'm a trained firefighter, but that can only go so far given my size.
"Come on," he says, his nostrils flaring slightly. "I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to, but you look like you're up for adventure. I can smell it."
"Oh my God, you can smell it?"
Heat floods my face as wetness pools between my legs. He can smell how wet I am.
It's happening right now.
I could practically orgasm right here. He turns me around so I'm on the bottom again, and he positions himself between my legs.
His cock is thick and hard now, straining against my wet lips, seeking entrance. The pressure makes me gasp.
"You're tight," he says, surprise evident in his deep voice. "Very tight."
"Yes," I whisper, feeling him press harder against me.
"Why is that?" he asks, rising slightly to look into my eyes.
"Because it's my first time," I admit, my cheeks burning.
