Page 14 of Innocent
“Yeah,” I brush my hand against her cheek, “and what if you and I create a world so happy that Mark aspires to have the same? What if you’re the realest thing that’s ever been? What if there’s nothing else? What if we were meant to be?”
She stares back at me, her chest rising and falling quickly as her head dips onto my shoulder. I wrap her up in comfort and hold her close, feeling the wave of her emotions as they crash onto the shore. Love isn’t enough. Love could get us here, but it can’t keep us. She needs security, and I can’t give that to her. The worry of what we’ve created will sit with her for a lifetime, taunting every memory, every happy day, every second, like a bomb waiting to go off.
“I’m sorry, Huck. You should probably go. I’ll make sure you get your money. I—”
“I don’t want the money.” I stand from the bed and hold her against my chest. “I want you, Janie. Now, forever, and always.” I kiss the top of her head and hold her tight.
“It’s hormones.” Tears drip from her eyes. “None of this is real. We’re just fueled by all this chemistry. It will wear off. Then we’ll wake up and realize we’ve made a terrible mistake.”
I shake my head and swipe a strand of her hair out of her face. “You will never be a mistake to me, Janie.Never.Everything I feel for you is real. It’s you that’s woken me up. It’s you that makes me feel alive. No one else has done this. No one else can.”
She sucks in a deep breath and lets it out slowly, wicking away her tears as they fall off her cheeks. “Then we should do this tonight. We should have sex, get it out of the way, and then see if what we have left is real, not an accumulation of desire and dopamine.”
I paint her cheeks with my fingers and stare down at her sweet face. “I’ll never fuck you like you’re not something I need forever. And you will always be more than desire and dopamine. You’re my heart, Janie. And when we make love, it’s because this is forever. You’re mine, I’m yours, and our future is each other.”
A deep breath staggers in through her lungs and she looks up toward me. “Then do it, Huck. Make love to me. Touch me like you did last night.” Her voice is shaking. “Like it was always you I was saving myself for.”
Fucking hell. The sound of those sweet words slipping from her lips has my cock rock hard. I’ve never felt more important, more cherished, and I want nothing more than to take her up on the offer. But I can’t take her virginity tonight, not on the weird premise that I’ve just paid for it.
“We should wait. Besides, I don’t have protection.”
She steps toward me and backs me onto the bed, tucking her curved frame between my legs as she looks down at me with dreamy eyes and a stare that would kill any man within a ten-mile radius. “I’m not worried about protection, Huck. And I’m in love with you. You didn’t buy my virginity. I’m giving it to you.” Her mouth twists, and she turns around, lifting her hair to make room for my hands to unzip her dress.
Nothing could ever prepare me for the way it feels to unzip her and soon the scene unfolds like an out-of-body experience. I’m lost in her smooth skin as she exposes herself slowly. Inch by inch I unwrap her, then all at once the dress slips to the ground. She’s bare beneath the fabric except for the tape holding up her breasts and the small white underwear that her ass has swallowed.
“Don’t hold back with me, Huck. I want you to take me untethered. I’m not a flower. Be rough.” She swallows hard and looks toward me. “I’ve always liked that you’re a little rough.”
Fuck.
There’s longing on her innocent face that I don’t trust myself with. If I let go, I’m going to ravage her. I’m going to claim this sweet angel for myself and I’m never going to let her go. I’ve denied myself so long, it’s surreal that I’m here, in this moment.
Janie bends down in front of me and unzips my jeans, tugging them to the floor. Her pink lips part and she stares up at me with imploring eyes. The tip of her nose rubs against my cock playfully and then her cheek.
I’m a bad man. I don’t want her on her knees, but when her lips touch the tip of my cock, it’s a free fall. A frenzy of insatiable desire I can’t stop.
She moans against my cock and takes me in deep, sucking and pumping her lips faster and faster. I need her. I need her taste, her touch, her heart. I need it all. She’s a part of me.
I hold the back of her head as she works, giving me more and more until the tension rises and I have to pull her away.
“Stand up for me, honey.” I growl out the words, but she stays in place, sucking harder.
Oh, she’s a tease.
I like it…too much.
All at once, she pops off my cock with a sound that drags me back to reality, a sweet grin on her face as she stares up at me.
I’m not going to last.
I grip the back of her neck and pull her into me, licking the inside of her mouth. “You’re mine, okay?”
She nods and kisses me back. “Always.”
Even with the approval of my son, this still feels wrong. She’s so young, so innocent. And the excitement I have over sinking into her tight little pussy is probably a mental illness.
My hand slides over her hips and trace toward her core. She’s damp and swollen. I lift her thigh to my hip and slide two fingers inside of her, thrusting into her deep, slick pussy. My free hand holds her back and my lips suck at her breasts.
She whimpers and her head dips back. “Oh my god. That feels incredible.”