She hums lazily, her eyelids fluttering closed while I continue carving a path toward her cleavage.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“If you lose your virginity, then the deal is off.”
She sits up, eyes sober and glittering with curiosity. It’s good to see her without alcohol in her system. She’s so much more gorgeous when she isn’t losing herself to substances.
I smile a little wider. “If you’re not a virgin, then all the marriage contracts are null and void as well.”
“Soren, that might be brilliant.”
I roll my eyes toward the ceiling and let my smile turn playful. “Ophelia would never let Macedon know you weren’t a virgin, but Osmond would have to be told.” I drop my gaze to her. “Our families would still expect a union, so it would be up to you to choose your husband in the end.”
“That puts the power directly back into my hands.”
“It’s your virginity, sugar. Do what you want with it.”
She licks her lips slowly, drawing my attention to her supple tongue. Her pensive gaze floats around the room, eyes shimmering with all sorts of ideas. Some of them, I hope, involve me breaking in her delicate flower. Just the thought of being between her legs makes my cock throb to life.
I’m not even hoping to keep it subtle. The head of my cock pokes her thigh and her focus lands on me, eyes wide as the corner of her lip quirks into her cheek. “What’s that?”
“What’s what?”
“Don’t be coy.”
I shrug nonchalantly and drape my arm over her shoulders, allowing my fingers to drift over her collarbone. The shiver that results from the motion inspires my lips to part with a light moan. “Alex, the sooner you put that plan into action, the faster you get your life back.”
“I know, Soren. It’s just…” She worriedly chews on her lower lip. “I don’t know who to choose.”
“I understand.”
I adjust my position, putting a little space between us while beckoning her to turn her back to me. When she’s seated between my legs, I massage her shoulders, listening to the satisfying sighs that rise from her lips. I want her to pick me. I want to take her right here and claim her pussy as my own. It would end all of our fucking concerns in literally a matter of minutes.
“Just think about how easy it would be,” I whisper into her ear, “for you to let me take your virginity right now.”
“It would be easy…”
I hum in agreement. “It’ll save you.” And me. “I’ll make it feel good too.”
“People always told me how much it hurts.”
“It does, sugar. I won’t lie to you. It’s going to be painful.”
She cringes and folds over her knees, hugging her legs to her chest. “I don’t want it to hurt.”
I continue massaging her shoulders and upper arms, ignoring the desperate ache between my legs. I remember checking her some weeks ago in that dark classroom, feeling how tightly her channel pinched my fingers. “I’ll make sure the pain doesn’t last.”
“I don’t know, Soren…”
“Remember the last time you were here?” She nods slowly. “How I ate you out?”
“Yeah, I liked that.”
“I can do that again. I can make you feel so good that a little pain will make it worth it.”
She sighs. “And it’ll end this weird feud.”
“Yeah, it hasn’t been great for any of us.”