f**k me. This was literally mission impossible. There was no way this was going to work out. It wasn’t going to happen. I had imagined this moment a million times—what it would be like when we had s*x for the first time. In my mind, it had always been magnificent. But never, not once, had I pictured her begging me to f**k her bare.
I stared into her caramel-colored eyes, and my heart clenched at the sight. She looked properly dazed by what I had just done to her. That was exactly the reaction I’d wanted—exactly what I had worked to achieve—and there it was, written all over her face. Yet, beyond the haze of pleasure, I saw something else in her gaze: sincerity. She meant it.
It surprised me, honestly. I would have thought she’d want every precaution in the world, especially considering t
