Kaye
It had been less than a month since we’d started dating—since we’d even met, really. Less than a month, and yet when he asked me to go to bed with him, there wasn’t really even a chance of me saying no.
This wasn’t me. It wasn’t who I was.
I barely recognized the woman who clung to David as he carried her easily through the mansion. This woman—the one who could own a mansion and be carried so romantically by a gorgeous man—she was a stranger to me.
Her life, however, was a lot more exciting than mine was, and I gave myself over. I let her have control. She knew what she wanted, and to be honest, it was the same thing I wanted.
I’d held onto my virginity long enough. I could trust David and I knew he would make it amazing for me. It was time.
With exquisite gentleness, he put me
