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  “I always do.” I clapped a hand on his back, tossing the black bow tie that had been hanging loose around my neck onto the table in front of Uncle Parker, and went in search of that sexy little ballerina.

  I found her at the bar where she was laughing with the bartender. He was into her. I could tell by the way he leaned forward when he spoke to her. He kept finding reasons to touch her arm, her hand, where they were resting on the bar top. There were people in line behind her, but he was ignoring them completely. I watched for a few more moments, enjoying the hell out of the fact that I was about to take her away from him.

  I cleared my throat as I stepped up beside her, speaking loudly so the bartender would hear me. “You ready, beautiful?” She glanced behind her shoulder, eyeing all the people in line. I leaned in, putting my lips against the shell of her ear. “I’m sorry, would you rather me whisper?”

  “You better take a step back before my dad sees you.” She turned her back to the bar, and the bartender. “And they haven’t even cut the cake yet.”

  “I’d rather lay you out on the bed and eat you for dessert.”

  The old lady standing in line behind us gasped.

  Emmie covered her mouth, trying to hide her laughter. “You’re going to give that sweet lady a heart attack.” Discreetly, I brushed my hand up the side of her thigh, making her breath catch. “I’ll, um, go first.” She cleared her throat, speaking quietly. “I told my mom I was tired from rehearsals this week.”

  I nodded, slipping my hands in my pockets so I would keep them off her until the coast was clear. “I’ll be right behind you.”

  And then on top of you, and under you, and behind you again.

  “Leaving so soon, pretty girl?” The bartender with the stupid ponytail stuck out his bottom lip, pouting when Emmie took a step to leave.

  “Yeah.” She shrugged, smiling at the poor guy. “It’s been a long week.”

  “My shift is over in about ten minutes, do you want to go for a cup of coffee? There’s a place a few blocks over that should still be open.”

  “Oh, um, that’s a really nice offer and normally, I’d love to but it’s late and I’ve got brunch plans with my family tomorrow.” She took another step away, trying to let him down gently.

  “One cup? My treat?”

  My treat? How much was a fucking cup of coffee? This guy needed to take the damn hint.

  “Dude.” I knocked my knuckles on the bar, getting his attention. “She said no thanks, let her go.”

  Let her go all the way up to her hotel room so she can get naked and wait for me like a good little girl.

  The bartender turned to me, looking a little pissed. But luckily he kept his mouth shut and Emmie used the distraction to hightail it out of the room. My eyes tracked her until she was no longer in sight, and then I surveyed the crowd. Did anyone notice that she’d gone? My gaze collided with Uncle Pax’s. He shook his head and let out a deep sigh.

  I winked at him, throwing a twenty in the tip jar.

  Chapter Ten

  Kasen

  Emmie opened the door, wearing a thin white nightgown that stopped mid-thigh, leaving her sexy legs on full display. She’d taken out the pins from her golden hair and it was falling down her back in soft waves, all the silly flowers tossed on the dresser behind her.

  “You’re so fucking sexy, Ems.” I kicked the door shut behind me, wasting no time as I palmed her tight little ass and lifted her slender body into my arms. I turned, putting her back against the wall, attacking her lips with mine. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast, and then I wanted to slow down and take my time. I didn’t want to leave her body until it was time for me to fly away.

  I moved my attention to her neck, placing kisses on her throat, her collarbone. “You sure you’re good with this?” She whimpered, her nails digging into my shoulders in response. “I need to hear you say it, Ems, I need to hear that you want to be fucked.”

  “Yes.” Her voice was breathy, like a plea.

  And that was all I needed.

  I kissed her, my tongue stroking hers as my hands slid up her silky thighs. I moved her panties to the side, slipping one finger inside her soaking wet pussy.

  “Holy shit, you’re so damn tight.” Her walls were clenched around my finger, making my dick weep in anticipation.

  I’d wanted to taste her the moment I’d seen her, and I was done waiting. I spun again, dropping her onto the soft white blankets covering the bed. I yanked her panties down her legs, ripping them as I tugged them over her feet. I pumped my finger in and out, placing kisses on her delicious thighs before flicking my tongue against her clit. I dropped to my knees, fully prepared to worship her perfect, unbelievably sweet pussy.

  She was so wet for me, so ready. But she was so damn tight. Carefully, I added a second finger, trying to prepare her for where I needed her to be. I looked up, wanting to make sure that I wasn’t being too rough. “Tell me if I’m hur—”

  I stopped short, freezing. Emmie’s hands were covering her face, her chest heaving like she was having trouble catching her breath. I was good, but I’d barely started. “Ems? What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing.” She answered too quickly, slapping her hands to the mattress and shaking her head, her eyes still closed. “I’m fine. Keep going.”

  She didn’t sound fine. And as much as I did want to keep going, I wasn’t a total prick. “We have all night here, beautiful, tell me what’s up.”

  She opened her eyes but kept them trained on the ceiling, like she couldn’t stand to look at me. “I, um, I’ve never had anyone…” She waved her hand toward my head that was still between her legs. “Down there.”

  “Oh.” What the hell kind of guys had she been with? Who wouldn’t want to bury their face in her pussy? I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue again, causing her hips to jerk. “If you want me to stop, I will, but I promise you’re going to like the end result.” I was my own hype man, and I was assured in my abilities to rock this girl’s world. I attached my mouth to her core, sliding my fingers in and out again, reminding her how good I could make her feel.

  “Don’t stop.” She was louder this time, some of the shyness gone from her tone.

  I sucked her swollen clit. “You sure?”

  “Yes, Kase, don’t stop.”

  There we go. That was more like what I was used to hearing.

  I loved that I got to do this for her, that I got to give her this first. Before I left we needed to have a serious discussion about the type of guys she was dating. All those assholes were missing out because Ems tasted like a fucking dream.

  I worked her over, my fingers, my lips, my tongue. Goddamn. She had the most delectable pussy I’d ever tasted. I pulled out all the stops, needing to blow her mind. Her hands were in my hair, her hips moving, seeking out her release. She rode my face and I fucking couldn’t get enough. Her whimpers were growing louder with every second. She was close. I started going faster, finger-fucking her harder. She was still tight, but at least I felt like I could move without hurting her.

  “Kase.” I’d heard my name shouted as I made girls come more times than I could count. But hearing it from Emmie’s mouth was different. She sounded confused, and bewildered. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, pulsing as her orgasm hit. “Kase,” she said it again, louder, fucking music to my ears.

  I waited patiently for her to come down, for her to catch her breath. My dick was straining against my slacks. I pulled the small box of condoms from my pocket and then kicked my pants off, letting them join the pile of clothes where my shirt had already been tossed.

  I’d shredded her panties and let the scrapes of lace rest on the mattress. She could keep the sweet white nightie on; it made me feel like I was corrupting a princess.

  I moved up her body, placing kisses on her hipbones, her toned stomach, her small but perfect breasts. In that moment I thanked whoever the hell was in charge of this universe for allowing me to spend the night with this gorgeous girl.
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  I tore open the condom wrapper with my teeth, watching her face as I rolled it on. Her eyes were on the ceiling again; she was biting her cheek. She looked nervous, but she’d looked nervous the whole time I’d been in her room. I thought after she’d ridden my damn face, she’d loosen up a bit. But maybe that was her personality. Maybe she hadn’t been with a lot of guys. She was the baby of the family, she had so many people protecting her and watching her every move. To be honest, I was pretty shocked that no one had come up here to check on her.

  “You still good with this?” I needed her to know that if it was too much, too far, we could stop. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to stay inside her all damn night, but I’d walk away in a heartbeat if that was what she asked of me.

  She nodded. “Yeah. I’m good.”

  “Ems. Look at me.” I hovered over her, pushing her hair back to the pillows. Her blue eyes met mine and I could see her pulse threading in her neck. “Tell me you want this.” I nudged her opening with the tip of my dick, holding my breath so I didn’t let out the moan that wanted to tear from my throat. The anticipation was killing me. Me and my dick.

  “I want this.” She nodded, swallowing thickly. “I swear I do.”

  Welp, that was all I needed to hear.

  I pushed inside her still-slick pussy, slowly because she was so damn tight. I couldn’t break her already. We were only getting started. I studied her face as I added every inch; she winced, her eyes closing as a soft whimper escaped her lips. Fuck, I was hurting her. I couldn’t possibly be any gentler, I was—

  Wait.

  Why can’t I go any…

  “Emmie.”

  “Hm?”

  I was stopped halfway inside her, being as still as I possibly could. I was almost afraid to breathe for fear of what would happen. I cleared my throat, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. “Were you going to mention that you were a virgin? Or were you hoping I wouldn’t give a shit?”

  I should have noticed it earlier. How had I not put two and two together? She was so shy, nervous, and quiet. When she said she’d never had anyone between her legs, I thought she’d meant she’d never had anyone go down on her. But she meant that no one had ever touched her. Anywhere. At all.

  “Emmie.” I pulled my hips back, only the tip of my dick left. “You need to start talking.” I didn’t want tonight to be over. But I also wasn’t sure I wanted to keep going either. I’d been with plenty of chicks, and virgins tended to get a little clingy. I couldn’t do commitment. I couldn’t even do friends with benefits. And the last thing I wanted was to end up breaking her heart.

  “I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t give a shit, if I’m being completely honest.” She finally opened her big blue eyes. “I’m not drunk. I’m not high, and I’m saying yes. Does my virginity really matter?”

  “Yes.”

  “And yet.” Her gaze moved down my body. “You’re still inside me.”

  “I said it matters, not that I wouldn’t take it.” Fuck me. Was I really considering this? The smart thing to do would be to put my overeager dick back in my pants and walk out of her room.

  But. On the other hand.

  Someone was going to take her virginity, so why not me? I was a nice guy. I’d make sure she felt good. I’d take my time. I knew how her body worked. I’d been paying attention. I could make her come again. I knew I could.

  “Tell me you understand that this doesn’t change things.” I reached up, taking her chin in one hand, making her look at me. “One night, and I’m gone.”

  She nodded, biting at that plump lower lip of hers. “I understand.”

  “And this is what you want? You want me to fuck that barrier away.” My dick twitched, excited at the idea.

  She nodded again.

  “Say it, Ems.”

  She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she hiked her smooth thighs farther up my hips, opening herself and making more room for me. “I want you to fuck it away, Kase.”

  I let my weight settle between her legs, entering her slowly. She didn’t close her eyes like I thought she would. She didn’t look away. Instead her gaze stayed glued to mine, searching. There was so much trust in her beautiful face, and it made my heart ache in a way that it never had before. It softened me. It made this feeling sink into my soul. This feeling that made the smirk fall from my face. I couldn’t be that guy, not tonight. She deserved more. Emmie James was giving me her virginity and even though I knew I probably shouldn’t take it, I wanted it. I wanted this forever connection to her. I wanted to be part of her life, her stories, always. But I’d be more than myself. I’d be more for her tonight.

  I stopped, taking a moment so she could adjust to the fullness. I brushed her wild blonde hair back from her face and traced her perfect lips with my fingertips. “You ready, baby?” I knew this was going to hurt, and for some reason her pain was tied to mine at the moment.

  She nodded.

  I pulled out, hissing at how good she felt every time I moved inside her tight pussy. I took a deep breath, and she did the same. Then I surged forward, doing exactly what I told her I would. She winced, her whole body stiffening with tension. I waited, patiently still, until she started to breathe again. “Good girl.” I placed a sweet kiss on her lips. “Try to relax for me.” My mouth trailed across her jaw, down the column of her graceful neck.

  Ever so gradually, the tautness disappeared from her muscles, allowing me to move, to make her feel better, to make her feel pleasure. I was careful, leisurely, taking my time because we had all night.

  She arched her back, her hands digging into my hips. “More, Kase. I’m okay.”

  I nipped at her collarbone, hiding my smile against her skin. I picked up the pace, pushing up on my arms so I could watch her body react to me inside it. Her breasts were bouncing, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Her hands were gripping my forearms, holding on for purchase. I studied her face, checking for signs that I was hurting her. But there were none. So I did want she asked. I gave her more.

  I pulled most of the way out, her pussy tightening like a fist, not wanting me to go. Then I surged back in, burying myself as far as I could possibly go. She whimpered, clawing at my arms, dragging her nails down my skin. “Oh my god, Kase.”

  My smirk was back. I couldn’t help it.

  I fucked her harder, tingles of pleasure licking their way up my spine. She was so fucking tight, so fucking perfect. I’d never felt anything like Emmie James. I wanted to set up camp inside her pussy and never fucking leave. The more she whimpered and whispered my name, the harder I drove into her.

  I kept watching to see her features twist in pain, in discomfort. But it never came. She loved everything I was giving her. She loved to be fucked, and I was quickly falling in love with being the one to do it.

  Lust. Falling in lust. Love had no place between the two of us on this bed.

  Her pussy fisted my dick, squeezing me so hard I saw goddamn stars. She was panting, her lips parted, her pulse threading wildly in her neck. She was close, chasing her release toward the edge, not at all scared to fall. “That’s it, Ems, just like that, baby.” I wanted her to own her orgasm, to take it from me, not wait for it to be given. I wanted her to recognize what she liked, catalogue it.

  “Kase.” Her blue eyes were closed now. Her eyebrows drew in like she wasn’t sure of what to do next.

  “Tell me what you need, what you want.” I was close too, her pussy holding on to my dick so tightly I could barely move. Every push and pull like fucking ecstasy.

  “More, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Her words were whispered, and they made me smile. Why chicks thought we’d stop right before they came was beyond me. Our pleasure, if we were doing it right, was tied to theirs. Why the hell would I want to come without her pussy milking my dick?

  I curved my spine, resting my forehead on her collarbone. “You feel so good, Ems, so fucking perfect.” And she did. She was like pure nirvana.

  She moan
ed, her nails scratching down my back. “Kase.” It was my name on her lips as she came, her core clenching in intense waves, dragging me toward that inevitable edge with her. “Oh my god…Kase.”

  My orgasm hit me hard, like a fucking ton of bricks. I buried myself inside her, not wanting to leave the warmth of her body as I came.

  Yeah, her virginity might not have been for me to take, but I was so fucking glad I had.

  Nothing felt as good as Emmie James.

  Nothing.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kase

  I slipped out of Emmie’s room, closing the door as quietly as I could. I wasn’t sneaking out. I didn’t want to wake her. She hadn’t been asleep long and the sun would be up soon. I had a plane to catch and I didn’t have time for any more good-byes. If she woke up, I’d want to fuck her again and I’d miss my flight.

  I hadn’t been able to get enough of her, of being inside her. I fucked her over and over. She was sore, but I couldn’t stay away, so I went slow. I took my time and made sure that she was okay every step of the way. I tried to leave an hour ago, but she’d been asleep on my chest, her blonde hair covering my arm and her toned thigh hiked up over my dick. Instead of sliding out of bed, I’d rolled us over and slid back inside her.

  “Kase?”

  I jumped about a foot in the air, spinning around. “Shit. Fuck. Damn.” I sighed when I came face-to-face with my sister. “Hey, I need to head to the airport, but I’m glad I got to see you before I left.” I pulled her in, hugging her tight and trying hard not to think of all the things Cash did to her in the room next door. Had they heard Ems and me? I sure as hell hadn’t heard them. “You were a beautiful bride, was your big day everything you wanted it to be?” Distraction. I needed her distracted so she wouldn’t ask me too many questions.

  “Kase, that’s Emmie’s room. What were you doing in Emmie’s room?”