Page 26 of Kiss Me Again

"You're special to me, and you will be forever allowed any place in my house." He kisses my shoulder, pulling off the strap of my bra slowly. "Or in any place of my heart."

I shudder, and I know that it's not only because of his touches; it's also because of his words.

Ben starts kissing all over my body when my lingerie is off, and I moan at his touch.

I can't believe I am finally doing this: I am going to lose my virginity to a man I love. Am I nervous? Not at all. I'm sure everything will be okay; I trust him. I know that he'll do anything it takes for me to like it.

I freeze. What if he doesn't like it with me? I mean, I'm inexperienced. I know nothing, I...

"What's going on?" Ben asks, interrupting my thoughts and looking at me with surprise.

"Nothing," I lie.

"There's something on your mind, and I don't like it," he says and pulls away.

No, no, no, come back to me.

"If you change your mind, that's okay; I'll wait," he adds.

"No, that's not the—" I shake my head. Why am I being so stupid? "It's just that...I'm afraid."

"Princess, I can wait as long as you..."

"I'm afraid you won't like it," I blurt out.

I had to tell him the truth. He deserves it.

He laughs. "Are you serious right now? You think I won’t like sex with you? I love you!"

"I know you do! But I'm afraid. It's our first time, and if you don't like it, it'll always be in your mind that I'm bad in bed and..."

He places two fingers on my lips to make me shut up.

"You're overthinking it, princess," he says gently, and I'm glad he's not angry at my words. "Your brilliant mind is making you anxious, as always. Stop living in your head and enjoy the moment."

I exhale, and my body relaxes slightly.

"What if I can't? This is my first time, but for you, it's not, so..."

"Did you like the way I licked your pussy that first day when we slept together?" He interrupts me with a question I don't expect at all.

"I...of course," I say carefully, afraid of what he's going to ask next.

His eating me out was the best experience I have had in my life. Ever. I swear.

"Well, that was my first time," he adds, and I laugh, thinking that he's joking.

But looking at his face, I realize that he's not.

"Are you serious?" I ask, even though I know the answer. "But how? Why? I thought..."

I stop talking. I honestly don't know what to say; he licked me like a pro.

"I just never wanted to," he explains, brushing his fingers over my stomach. "But then, when I touched your pussy for the first time"—he gets up on his elbows and moves lower, arranging himself between my legs—"when you came on my fingers that first day, I licked them in the bathroom afterward."

I open my mouth in surprise, and Ben makes the first lick to my clit.

"The first moment I smelled your juices, I knew that I wanted to taste you." Another lick, and I involuntarily moan. "It's like I'm a wolf who’s finally found his mate. I want to claim you as soon as possible, to make sure nobody else touches you. Ever."

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