  &quot;I never imagined you could be so cute. This is all new for me too, I was eighteen when I last had a boyfriend and I never exactly had a steady or normal relationship.&quot; I smile down at him and stroke my fingertips across his ruffled hair.
      &quot;Uh-uh.&quot; He covers my mouth with his palm in a flash move so I almost jump at the sudden contact. &quot;You were an untouched virgin who's never had a single boyfriend in her life, lived like a nun.&quot; He moves over me so he's hovering above my head. &quot;I was your first everything and will be your last everything, too.&quot; The wicked look in his eyes doesn't fully cover that tiny hint of seriousness and I pull his hand off my mouth. Amused at this flash of jealous.
      &quot;So, it's okay for you to have been a man-whore, but I'm a pure untouched maiden?&quot; I laugh at him, shaking my head.
      &quot;I was a vir

  &quot;I had wanted nothing else for so long.&quot; I choke back tears. &quot;I was so scared I would just be another conquest … A good time … That I'd lose you, my job, our friendship … I was terrified.&quot; Tears blur my eyes and I choke on the lump forming in my throat. He leans up, brushing hair away from my face, tracing my mouth with his fingers carefully.
      &quot;I wish I'd told you so many times how I really felt, I wish I had just come out and said I love you, Emma. I'm in love with you.&quot; His voice strained with emotion and my heart swells painfully. &quot;If I had, we could have avoided so much heartache. So much craziness between us.&quot; His gaze holds so much regret I can't bear it.
      Jake really loves me. As much as I love him.
      Every time this realization hits me it takes my breath away and I want to pinch myself in case it's a dream.
      &quot;I was

  I wake in the early morning light entangled in Jake's limbs and bed sheets, my body aching and heavy from everything he's done to me through the night. I can't help but smile at the memories, a warm blush traveling over my sensitive skin.
      If I had thought Jake had a high sex drive when dating his string of floozies, I have severely underestimated him. Last night, he'd been addicted to my body, barely giving me time to recover. He'd been true to his promise and brought me to dizzying heights of orgasm more than once with his expertise and confidence in pleasuring me. There is not a single inch of my skin he has not kissed or licked or massaged softly and I finally passed out from exhaustion, rather than his wavering libido. My brain too confuddled to function anymore. My Casanova is truly a master in the bedroom, with the confidence of a man who has no sexual inhibitions. I am lit

&quot;I never imagined you could be so cute. This is all new for me too, I was eighteen when I last had a boyfriend and I never exactly had a steady or normal relationship.&quot; I smile down at him and stroke my fingertips across his ruffled hair.
      &quot;Uh-uh.&quot; He covers my mouth with his palm in a flash move so I almost jump at the sudden contact. &quot;You were an untouched virgin who's never had a single boyfriend in her life, lived like a nun.&quot; He moves over me so he's hovering above my head. &quot;I was your first everything and will be your last everything, too.&quot; The wicked look in his eyes doesn't fully cover that tiny hint of seriousness and I pull his hand off my mouth. Amused at this flash of jealous.
      &quot;So, it's okay for you to have been a man-whore, but I'm a pure untouched maiden?&quot; I laugh at him, shaking my head.
      &quot;I was a virgin too; all those girls were just all smoke and mirrors. I was keeping myself for you.&quot; He gr

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