He almost smiled. “You’ll be naked around me a lot. I want you always to be naked when we’re in our room.”
She started wringing her hands. “But I’ve never been naked in front of anyone. Not even my mother or sisters.”
“I know, but you’ll get used to it.”
She bit down on her lower lip, shook her head, and took a step back. “I don’t think I will.”
He walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Angel, everything’s going to be okay. I promise.”
She exhaled, nodded, and leaned against him.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “If you want to keep the robe on, for now, I’ll allow it.”
He rolled his eyes when he felt her body sag in relief. “I’ll be right back.”
After he closed the bathroom door behind him, he closed his eyes. How in the fuck was he going to stay in control? She had no idea her breasts had played peek-a-boo the whole time they were eating, and knowing with a flick of his wrist, she’d be naked made concentrating on their conversation nearly impossible.
He brushed his teeth and walked back into the bedroom to see the lights off and her in bed with the robe on and the blanket up to her shoulders.
Duncan had never had to deal with a virgin before, and he had to admit that he was nervous because if he didn’t make it good for her, she might fight him the next time they made love. He wanted her to crave it as much as he did.
His boxers stayed on as he slid into bed. He rolled to his side to face her, bunched the pillow under his head, and tried to act nonchalant. “Maybe we should just go to sleep?”
Her eyes widened. “What? No?”
“Angel, you’ve had a kick-ass sucky day, and I don’t want to add to your stress.”
“But you said it would help me,” she said.
“And it will, but first I have to heat you up, and then the first time I take you, it’s going to pinch a bit.”
“But my mother told me it didn’t last long.”
“That’s what I’ve heard.”
“You’ve never been with a virgin before?”
“No. You’ll be my one and only.”
“Please make love to me,” she said.
Duncan studied her for a moment. “Then come here,” he said, pulling her closer.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth for his kiss. After the first few seconds, she started to rub herself against him. He knew she was starting to feel aroused, but he wanted her out of control before taking her virginity.
He felt her stiffen when his hand covered her breast, but she didn’t push him away. His lips slid over her face and down her neck, careful of the bruises he’d seen. It pissed him off to see anything mar her perfect skin. Fuck, he wished he could kill that bastard all over again.
Duncan distracted her with soft kisses on her neck and chest as he tugged the robe from her body. She gasped and arched off the mattress when he took one of her nipples into his mouth.
“Oh, God, Duncan.”
“Shhh, everything’s okay. Just relax and enjoy.”
He moved downward, sticking his tongue into her belly button, making her giggle.
“So, you’re ticklish?” He grinned.
“Yes. I hate to be tickled.”