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A shadow crosses his face. “I should. But I’m done fighting.” I gasp when he reaches one of his big hands out, cupping my ass and bringing me closer. We both moan at the contact of his cock and my body. “Last chance. If you’re not sure...”

“I—” I falter. He starts to pull back, but I hold his shoulders tightly. “I need to tell you.”

“Tell me what?”

“Well, here’s the thing...” Maybe I shouldn’t tell him. Maybe it will make him stop. Maybe he won’t want some inexperienced girl when he’s used to women. Women who aren’t students. Women who wouldn’t ruin his career if the wrong person learns they had sex.

“Tell me,” he says, his voice a little stern, a little demanding. Which, by the way, is fucking hot.

“I’m a virgin.”

Chapter Four

Nick

Maybe that should havebeen like a dousing of ice water on the situation, but hearing she’s untouched just made me harder than I’ve ever been. If I tell her what I want to do to her and how I want to do it, I’ll scare the poor girl off. Especially now that I know she’s a virgin.

My heart thunders with raw need. “Are you sure about this? You’ve waited for—”

“I’ve waited for you. I want it to be you.”

The light catches the hickey on her neck from where I bit her earlier, where I marked her, and every doubt, every reason why this is not a good idea, dissolves. She’s mine. She’s meant to be mine.

She casts her eyes to the floor. “If you still want me, I mean. I get it if it’s a little more intense than you were expecting.”

I tip her chin up with one finger and look into her eyes. My father once told me that a man knows when he looks into the eyes of the mother of his unborn children. I’m lost to her. “I still want you, Katie. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything my entire life.” If I have to give up my teaching job to keep Katie, it won’t even be a choice. I don’t know where this is coming from, or how I can be so sure. But my future is in those pretty blue eyes.

“I don’t mean to make this complicated, Nick. I know it’s just a one-time thing. Just because I’m a virgin doesn’t mean I don’t understand how these things work.”

One-time thing, my ass. “That’s not going to work for me, sweetheart.” I swoop her up and carry her to the bed. I like the way she gasps when I toss her gently onto it. “But it’s really not all that complicated.” Her brows furrow in confusion. “I’m going to take you tonight. I’m going to make you come, hard. Many times. I’m going to turn your tight little body inside out until your whole world is my big, fat cock.” Now her brows raise into her hairline. “And then I’m going to do the same thing tomorrow and the day after that, and after about fifty years, I’ll still do it, but probably less often.”

“Nick.”

“I like the way my name sounds on your lips, sweetheart.” My fingers trace the skin between her shirt and her panties “See, nothing complicated about it at all.”

She gasps when my finger traces the leg seam of her panties. “You don’t have to promise me forever. I don’t need this to be real. It’s okay.”

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