He flashes a smile, one that breaks all kinds of defenses I’ve built around myself these past three years. I can feel my stomach twisting with an intoxicating mixture of emotions that’s making me lose my senses.

“I was thinking of this.”

In a swoop, Derik crosses the distance between our faces, planting a kiss on my lips, shocking every single atom in my body with tiny bolts of electricity. It’s soft and tender as if he has always longed for it. I can feel my heart bursting with a combination of surprise and pleasure as I respond clumsily. He breaks away from the kiss and marches intently up the remainder of the grand staircase.

Reflexively, my hands tighten around his neck, reminding him that he’s still carrying me.

“Don’t drop me!” I whisper nervously.

He responds by sprinkling small kisses on my neck, making me whimper slightly as I tighten my body against his chest, yearning to feel his heat. I can’t think straight, quickly becoming drunk off his tenderness.

I snap back to reality when he tosses me onto an unfamiliar king-sized bed.

My eyes wander across the room, realizing it isn’t mine. Biting my lower lip, I shoot him an inquiring look, trying to conjure some words, but I swallow them when I meet his smoldering gaze.

“We can stop if you don’t want this, Natalie.” His voice is low as he breathes heavily like it’s taking all his strength to restrain himself.

Feeling suddenly devious and courageous, I rise from my back and perch on

my knees at the edge of the bed.

He gulps.

“Come closer,” I order.

I let go of all my senses and find myself unbuttoning his shirt, touching him shamelessly as I go until I’ve removed all his clothes. My hands explore the length of his wide shoulders and strong arms. His skin burns against mine, rousing all the hidden desires I hadn’t known existed within me. Running my hands over his muscular chest, I firmly tease his nipples, making him groan in surrender as he grabs my wrists. My mouth curls into a seductive sneer and I pull him closer for a kiss, one hand around the back of his neck while the other finds his hard abs. The kiss is deep and passionate and ravenous as his tongue expertly slips into my mouth, playfully sucking, luring me into a pit of lust. His large, warm hands slip beneath the straps of my dress, sliding it down over my shoulders and off my hips.

I pull away to catch my breath, finding myself clothed in nothing but my flimsy lace underwear. His eyes scorch at the sight of my round, firm breasts; my cheeks burn when he lightly pushes me back onto the well-cushioned bed, leaning over me, confining me with his hands on each side of my shoulders.

“Stop staring…” I murmur shyly.

“Why? Am I not allowed to enjoy the view?”

He raises one eyebrow before indulging himself. He buries kisses deep between my breasts. I moan, arching my back, feeling his hot mouth sucking and licking one of my nipples while he busies his hands massaging my breasts. The pleasure flooding my senses is indescribable and overwhelming. I’m already about to lose my mind when his hand gently trails up and down between my legs over the thin fabric of my underwear.

“Ahhh…” I whimper breathlessly, unconsciously pulling his head closer as his tongue makes circling motions around my hard nipples. He wraps his large fingers around the crotch of my underwear, swiftly tearing them off my body, and making me gasp in surprise and delight. An ample finger slowly slips between my sensitive folds.

His lips travel down my belly, kissing and sucking trails along my perspiring skin. Sliding a second finger inside me, he moves slowly in and out, creating lewd noises that make me blush and look away.

“Look at me, Natalie,” he orders. His voice is soft, yet full of lust.

I tilt my head to meet his gaze as one of his large palms parts my legs. I’m getting lightheaded, but a moan of protest escapes my mouth when he removes his fingers from my wet entrance.

His face approaches mine, devouring my lips in another deep kiss. I gasp, feeling the weight of his copious manhood rubbing against my clit. Excitement and anticipation fill my senses, and my legs part wider to accommodate his large figure. I place an arm against his chest to break the kiss, flashing him an amused grin.

“You’re quite gifted down there, Mr. Lewis,” I tease as I wrap my free hand around his arousal, guiding it inside my sensitive area with eagerness.

He grunts and I moan as he enters my body.

“Ohh…God.”

Damn it. He’s too big!

I gasp in a mixture of surprise and pain as tears form at the corners of my eyes.

“Does it hurt?”

Derik halts for a moment and looks at me worriedly. He pushes a few strands of hair to the back of my ear. The tenderness in his gaze only stirs my desire. He looks at me as if I’m the most delicate thing he’s ever laid his eyes on, and it makes my heart flutter incessantly.

Instead of answering, I slide my hands around to grasp the backs of his shoulders and kiss him.

Taking it as consent, Derik moves his length carefully in and out of me. I can’t suppress the primitive sounds of pleasure escaping my throat. He sucks my tongue, and I dig my nails into his back as our pace quickens and the sound of slapping skin echoes across the walls.

“Ohh…hmmm…” I wail as his movements become deeper and faster. I’m losing my mind. All I know is what I want in this moment, and what I want is every part of him enmeshed with every part of me.

“Derik…” I call out. “Hmm…”

He pauses.

“Say that again?” he orders, a perverted smirk on his face.

“S-say what?”

Blinking in confusion, I instinctively squirm my hips, tortured by his stillness, without averting his gaze. His jaw is clenched, and it takes me a moment to realize what he means.

Oh, gosh. Men have such weird fetishes!

“Derik…” I murmur, moaning his name as seductively as I can. “Derik, fuck

me…”

Without warning, he plunges his entire length into me, reaching the deepest parts of my center. I shriek as an explosion of pleasure overtakes my entire

being. His hand cups and massages my breast while his mouth fondles the crook of my neck.

“Arghh…oh…I’m coming!” I wail, feeling him swelling inside of me.

I sound like a complete stranger to myself, but I don’t care.

I like the way it feels.

And I like the fact that he’s my first.

His breathing is frantic and erratic, and his movements are hard and fast. With a final, intense thrust and loud moan into my ear, I feel him pulsate, shooting his load into my depths. Planting a long and tender kiss on my lips, he rolls to my side and encloses me inside his strong arms. I fall asleep while staring at his handsome features, feeling an unusual sense of satisfaction and completeness.

Yet there’s an unsettling knowledge within me–we’ve turned a page that we can never turn back.

Chapter 6