Edie POV
Paul tastes amazing. Every kiss, every touch sets my body on fire. It's like I lose all self control when he's around.
His kisses are quick and hungry, each one hungrier than the last. Butterflies flutter in my stomach and Paul's fingers slip once again into my panties. I want to give myself to him, to have all of him. To finally know what it's like to have s*x. But I imagined my first time would be... different, not in the back room of a night club. And what if I'm terrible? What if he sleeps with me and then never talks to me again? I can't..
"Paul, stop." I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth. My body was screaming at me, a deep ache now filled what was once pleasure.
"Edie, are you okay?" Paul's lusty blue eyes look down at me, filled with concern.
"Yes..
