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“Will you have sex with me tonight?”

Chapter 26

Wes

Any rational thought leaves my brain as I process the words leaving Trip’s luscious lips.

Remember who said the famous line, consent is sexy? That’s right, this guy. My motto is looking pretty damn good to all you lonely fellas out there, isn’t it.

Snapping back to the situation at hand, I can’t help the uncomfortable clench forming in the base of my stomach. And no, it has nothing to do with the fact Trip’s golden-brown waves are close enough to touch. Well, not completely.

Although Trip’s question implies that she is on board with the whole getting-it-on-tonight, I’m pretty sure she’s still a virgin. Don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t bother me in the slightest, but it might change things for her.

Some girls want their first time to be special. Hell,Iwant Trip’s first time to be special, but most of all, I don’t want her to feel pressured. I don’t want her to wake up in the morning with regrets, and I especially don’t want her to get scarred halfway through and feel like she can’t say something. That was one of the pieces that broke Lace and I’ll be damned if it happens to Trip as well.

I take a deep breath and look at the gorgeous girl perched on my lap. “That depends,” my eyes flick from one grey iris to the other; noting every micro expression that passes through. “Do you trust me?”

Surprise flickers across Trip’s features, her head tilting the slightest bit in response. “Of course, I do.”

The certainty in her tone causes my chest to loosen by the smallest degree.

“Okay, then I need you to promise me something.” Dark memories tug at my conscious, images of Lacey curled up on the kitchen floor flashing through my head.

“If at any point you want to stop or feel uncomfortable, you have to promise me you’ll say it. No matter how awkward or embarrassing it might feel, promise me you’ll say something.”

Trip blinks in surprise, taking a second to let my words sink in.

Finally, she nods. “I promise.”

Giving her a beaming smile, I exhale the weight of the past off my shoulders. “In that case, I would love to have sex with you tonight.” She laughs as two spots of pink stain her cheeks.

“Is there anything I can do to make tonight special?” Pulling her close, I murmur the question against her neck, using my teeth to nip the sensitive skin below her ear. She shudders in response.

“You’ve already made it special.”

Grinning like a fool, I swoop her up in my arms and carry her like a newlywed to my room. I kick the door shut behind us and place her carefully on the bed, sitting back on my heels to wait for her permission to continue.

Hey, I wasn’t messing around; the ball is in Trip’s court tonight.

Smiling coyly, Trip runs her fingers down to the edge of her dress and pulls it off with one tug, leaving her wearing a non-existent pair of lacy underwear. My mouth goes dry as I take in the view, round breasts and slim waist begging to be touched. Still, I wait, letting my eyes feast on the delicate skin as Trip settles herself down on my blue comforter.

Only once she beckons me closer, do I move from my position, letting my body stretch along the length of hers, soft skin pressing against my clothed frame.

Small hands tug impatiently at my shirt, and with a grin, I pull it over my head and drop it to the floor. The sight of my bare chest has Trip gasping with delight.

“So many bumps!” I chuckle, pressing a soft kiss against her collarbone.

“Most people call those muscles, but bumps work too.” My voice goes hoarse as Trip’s hands tease their way up my torso, virgin hands exploring undiscovered territory.

She winds her hands through my hair and tugs me down for a kiss. I oblige, letting Trip set the pace. I am a gentleman, after all.

Her nails run down my back, the sting making my hips thrust involuntarily. She moans at the friction of my jeans, and I take the cue to head south. Running my tongue down her neck to her collarbone, her arched back is all the encouragement I need to keep going until I hit pert nipples.

Checkmate.

Teasing the left bud with my lips, I glance up to make sure my girl is still on board. Amused eyes look back at me.

“If I want to stop, I’ll say something. I promised.”