I was curious to check out the way she chose to decorate her room—to understand her personality better. But in that moment, I was far more curious to learn other things about her. Like the sounds she’d make when I kissed her neck and caressed her breasts.
I leaned in to take her lips again, but she pulled back slightly. In the dim lighting that illuminated the bedroom through the shades, I could see that she’d lowered her lashes in shyness.
“I, um, I don’t want to have s*x. Not tonight,” she said quietly. “I don’t want to give you the wrong impression.”
I wasn't surprised by it at all, despite the fact that hearing it made my balls hurt like hell. It turned out that my assumption that Emily was a virgin was correct. She was not the type to invite a total stranger into her home and have
