“I didn’t know… you’re a virgin,” I murmur, so confused that my face furrows on its own from the bewilderment.
I open my mouth to say more, but Defne tangles her hand in my hair and pulls me toward her, trapping my words between her lips and consuming me in a devastating kiss.
And suddenly, I feel like an i***t. Like the biggest fool for not noticing sooner. But every time I touch her, I get so lost in her that I become almost irrational. It’s a miracle I even remember my own name when we share any kind of intimacy, and although I felt her tight when I fingered her, I didn’t think she was actually a virgin.
I pull away from her mouth, leave one last kiss on her lips, and go down, needing another orgasm from her to make this easier.
“Matt?” There’s confusion and lust mixed in her voice.
