DECEPTION AND DESIRE

Chapter 12 Are You A Virgin?

Her lips press back against mine, warm and eager. I pull her in closer, my tongue slipping between her parted lips, tangling with hers in a slow, sensual dance. A soft moan escapes her mouth, vibrating through me, setting every nerve on fire. Her fingers tighten in my hair, yanking, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

Damn, she tastes good, sweet, like apples and vanilla, mixed with something uniquely her.

I tilt my head, deepening the kiss, my hand sliding around her waist, gripping her possessively as if she might slip away. My tongue teases her, my teeth grazing her lower lip, and she gasps into my mouth. Her reaction makes me crave more and makes me want to own every inch of her.

My fingers skim along the nape of her neck, down to the buttons of her blouse. One by one, I undo them, taking my time and savouring the anticipation. When the last button comes undone, I push the fabric aside, exposing the delicate curves beneath. My lips leave her mouth, trailing kisses down her throat, tasting her skin. She trembles under my touch, and I take note of that, committing it to memory.

I lick along her neck, slow and teasing, like I'm savouring my favourite ice cream cone. She shudders, her breath hitching, her hands clutching my shoulders.

Sliding the cups of her bra upward, I slip my fingers underneath, finding her n*****s already stiff, waiting for me. I roll them between my fingertips, watching her reaction.

A sharp gasp spills from her lips.

"Uuhm!" she groans, her body arching toward me, begging for more.

I smirk, trailing my mouth back to hers, kissing her harder, deeper, greedier this time. She's intoxicating, her taste, her scent, the way she responds to me. I pinch her n*****s again, and she whimpers into my mouth, her body trembling.

"Oh!" she cries, her voice a sweet mix of pleasure and desperation.

I pull back, breaking the kiss, taking in the sight of her lips. Swollen, eyes half-lidded, dazed like she's drunk on desire.

I don't waste another second. I lift her, pressing her into the mattress. She doesn't hesitate. She pulls off her shirt, revealing the lacy bra barely containing her. My breath catches at the sight of her fair, soft curves spilling out.

I reach behind her, unhooking the clasp with practised ease, flinging the bra aside like it's nothing because right now, it is. Nothing matters except her, sprawled out beneath me, bare and beautiful.

Her breasts, firm and round, rise and fall with her shallow breaths. Her n*****s are dark and hard, begging for my mouth.

Damn.

I can barely think straight. I want to devour her, to taste every inch of her, to make her moan my name until it is the only word she remembers.

I take a shaky breath, trying to control myself. Easy, Richard. It's been too long since I had something this perfect in front of me.

"Suck me," Jane whispers, her voice thick with need. Her eyes burn with raw desire, her body aching for my touch.

I don’t need to be told twice.

I dip my head, taking her n****e into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the peak while my hand kneads the other. I suck, pulling her into my mouth, flicking my tongue, teasing, tasting.

"Oh, s**t!" she cries, her body writhing beneath me, her back arching off the bed.

I grin against her skin, loving how easily I can unravel her. But I'm nowhere near done.

Releasing her n****e with a wet pop, I meet her gaze. Her blue eyes flick open, hazy and desperate.

The silent question is there: Why did you stop?

"Patience, baby," I murmur, pressing a lingering kiss to her cheek before trailing lower, down her neck, her chest, her belly.

"Oh God," she gasps, her body twitching beneath my lips.

I reach for her skirt, tugging it down, sliding it past her hips, until it's off. My eyes roam over her nearly bare body, my pulse hammering.

Damn.

She's too f*****g sexy.

My hand lingers on her red lace panties, the last thing standing between me and the sweetest part of her. I lift my gaze to hers, silently asking for permission.

Jane nods, her voice barely above a whisper. "Take it off already."

And just like that, something snaps inside me. That was the only permission I needed.

I grab the waistband and pull her panties down, tossing them away without caring where they land. My eyes zero in on the wetness glistening between her thighs.

Fuck.

A low growl rumbles in my chest. "Damn, baby, you're soaking."

I lift her legs, spreading them wider, my eyes locked on her beautiful, glistening s*x. The scent of her arousal fills my nose, making my head spin.

I lean in, my tongue flicking out, licking along her folds, savouring the taste of her. Jane whimpers, her hips jerking against my mouth.

"Uuh," she moans, her fingers gripping the sheets. "Please!

I press my tongue deeper, swirling, teasing, sucking on her c**t as my fingers slide along her slick heat. Her legs tremble, her thighs tightening around my head.

"Oh, please, Richard!" she cries, her voice breaking with pleasure.

She's close. So damn close. But I’m not done playing with her yet.

I pull back, licking my lips, watching her pant, watching the frustration flicker across her face. She wants more. She needs more.

Climbing off the bed, I make quick work of my zipper, my hands trembling with raw need. My c**k strains against my pants, aching to be inside her.

I shove my pants and briefs down, letting my erection spring free. Precum beads at the tip, glistening under the dim light.

Jane's eyes widen, her lips parting as she drinks at the sight of me.

I move back to the bed, gripping her slender legs and positioning myself between them.

"Should I?" I ask, my voice thick with restraint.

Her answer is immediate. "f**k me, Richard."

That's it. That's all I need.

Every last thread of control snaps.

I grip my throbbing c**k, guiding it to her slick, pulsing entrance, pressing just the tip inside.

"Oh," she gasps, her fingers digging into my arms. There's pleasure in her voice— but also something else.

I push forward again, but then I hit something.

She flinches.

"Ouch!" she cries, her face twisting in pain.

I freeze, my breath catching.

No way!

I pull back slightly, my eyes searching hers.

"Jane! Are you a virgin?"