Page 93 of Loving Lies (Granton University 3)

“Here,” Tess said.

He glanced up to find her holding a condom. He stared at it—when had she pulled the box from her purse? He transferred his gaze to her.

How could she look so sure of herself when he was all torn up inside—nervous, and scared, and as excited as he was afraid. What if she regretted it as soon as it was over? That was not something he could handle.

“Aren’t you scared?” he asked, hoping she didn’t see his own worries lingering in his gaze.

She bit her lip and then smiled softly, cupping his cheek. “I’m not exactly sure what to expect, but there’s no one I trust this with more.”

He closed his eyes. When he opened then and blew out a breath, she finally appeared concerned. “Why? Are you scared?”

“Only shitless.” His laugh was shaky, almost as shaky as his hands as he took a piece of her hair and wound it around his fingers.

Concern wrinkled her brow. “Is…is this your first time too?”

He shook his head. “It is with you, and that’s all that matters.” Pressing his brow to hers, he leaned in to nip a quick kiss to her lips. “I want it to be amazing for you, Tess.”

She smiled and closed her eyes. “It already is.”

He took the condom from her and put it on. She sat up to watch curiously.

“You are too cute, you know that?” Kissing her, he stretched her back and positioned himself above her, settling most of his weight on his right side and lowering his hips to rest his body against hers.

When she pulled in a breath, he kissed her cheek. “You doing okay?”

Bobbing her head immediately, she swallowed loudly. “I’m doing great.”

So brave, though he could sense her apprehension beginning. He interlaced their fingers before drawing her knuckles to his mouth and kissing them, then let his hardness press against her opening so she could get used to him.

“The first time I saw you in the hospital when I didn’t have my memory back yet and I had no idea who you were.” He paused until she lifted her face and he knew she was listening. “I thought you were an angel. The light from the hall made your hair glow in this almost halo effect, and I wanted to touch it so bad, just to see if it was real.”

Smiling softly, he leaned in to kiss her hair. “And when you said you were my girlfriend, the idea was so thrilling I could barely believe it. I couldn’t imagine how someone who looked so angelic and beautiful could be mine. What amazing thing have I done to deserve you?” Closing his eyes, he rocked an inch inside her.

Tess gasped under him. Her nails dug into his back as he paused to let her adjust some more.

“Oh, my God, Jonah,” she sobbed. “You don’t even…You have it all wrong. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.”

“Impossible,” he countered, and this time when he began to push deeper, he didn’t stop. He knew it had to hurt her, but it felt so damn erotic to him, and when her nails gouged his back, it was the best pain he’d ever experienced.

“I love you,” she whispered, burying her face in his neck as she clung to him.

“I love you more.”

When he moved again, she moved with him, wrapping her legs around his waist and shifting her hips to meet his next plunge.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice strained as he tried to keep it slow and easy. He’d never been with a virgin and had no idea how bad the pain was or how long it lasted.

“It’s…different,” she managed to answer. Then she met his gaze with wide eyes. “How the hell do strangers do this with each other? It’s so…intimate.”

“Not always,” he admitted. He’d never felt this bonded to any other girl while he was inside her before. But mentioning the fact he’d been inside anyone else to Tess at this moment seemed sacrilegious, so he leaned in close and whispered into her ear. “It’s only like this when you’re with someone important.”

With his next thrust, Tess ground her heels into his spine and gave a surprised yelp. “Oh!”

He froze solid. “What? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No, no. Not at all. That actually felt good. I just wasn’t expecting…I mean, from stinging to feeling uncomfortable to actually feeling…Oh, wow. Do that again.”

“What? This?” He shifted angles and slid deeper with a sure, solid plunge.

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