“Yeah? You think I’m going to corrupt you?”
“I hope so.”
I give her a look and she laughs again, walking ahead of me a little bit. I hurry to catch up.
“Where are you taking me, by the way?”
She shrugs. “This was your idea.”
“I thought we’d go out after I got off my shift. I’m done at four, so I’d have an extra hour.”
“Ah, well, what would you have done with me then?”
I frown and cock my head. The woods get deeper the further we move away from the main house. There’s a path that skirts the grounds and stays within sight of the building, but we walk over it and keep going through the underbrush.
“I was planning on taking you back on the trails I first found you on,” I say.
“And then what?”
I chuckle a little and take her hand. She doesn’t look surprised when I grab it and pull her against me. She stumbles a little and I back up against a tree, looking down into her eyes.
“You know what I want from you, sweet Delia.”
“Tell me.”
I kiss her lips. They’re soft and plump and delicious, and my tongue rolls against hers, making my cock stiffen. Her body’s so hard and soft, but full in all the right places. Her ass is perky and her breasts are perfect. We break off the kiss and I run my fingers through her hair, grabbing hold of it and tilting her chin back.
“We’re too close to your house,” I whisper as I kiss her throat. “Patricks might come looking.”
“So we should keep walking.”
I let out a little growl as my lips taste her skin. I put a hand between her legs and she breathes hard. “I don’t feel like walking.”
“Max.” It’s half moan, half pleading.
I smirk and pull back. I release her hair and push off from the tree. I grab her hand and stomp forward. She has to hurry to catch up as I pull her along.
“Tell me about your day,” I say.
“Oh, you know,” she answers, her voice a little high, her skin a little flushed. I can tell I have her off balance and flustered right now. “Just hanging around.”
“Sounds fun. Have you been thinking about this little trip all afternoon?”
“I mean, ah, no. Of course not.”
“That’s a shame. I have.”
“Really?”
“Daydreaming about kissing you. About taking off your clothes.”
“Max.” She laughs but I know she doesn’t think I’m joking.
“Have you ever let a guy undress you in public before?”
“Oh my god, of course not. And this isn’t really public.”
“Good point.” I tilt my head, looking around. “Not like anyone will find us here.”
“But no, I’ve never… you know. With a guy.”
I frown and look at her. “Wait. At all?”
She blushes and looks away. “I mean, uh.”
I stop walking and stare at her. “You’re telling me that you’re a virgin?”
She looks at me, defiant and angry. “I’ve done stuff. You’re not the first guy I’ve hooked up with.”
I tilt her chin up and look into her eyes. “That’s not what I asked.”
She lets out a breath. “Fine. Yes. Okay? I’m a virgin. Nobody knows so please don’t tell them.”
My heart races. This gorgeous fucking girl can’t be a virgin. I mean, she’s built for fucking sex. Her tits and lips are plump and just right. I bet men have been staring at her like they want to rip her into pieces since she was a teenager. Fucking hell, I can barely hold back when she’s around.
And she’s a virgin.
I shake my head and kiss her. I can’t help it. I pull her against me and kiss her hard, pulse hammering. She’s a virgin and I’m going to be the first man to get a taste. But I need to be smart, take it slow. I need to be gentle.
For now, at least.
“You said something,” she whispers as we break apart. “About… me being yours.”
“I meant it.”
“Am I really? I don’t… I’m not sure I am.”
I laugh and grab her hair tight. “You’re not sure right now. But you will be.” I release her and start walking. “Come on.”
She hurries and catches up.
We reach the fence around their property and have to skirt along it until we come to a break just wide enough for us to slip through. She goes first and I follow. Once we’re off their property, we find a path and start to follow it. “If we keep going this way, we’ll find my cabin,” I say.
“That wouldn’t be so bad. It’s empty, right?”
I chuckle. “Don’t be so eager.”
“I’m not eager.” She glares at me. “Don’t think you can just… have your way.”
“I think I can, sweet Delia.”
“I’m not just… throwing myself at you.”
“I don’t think you are. I think I’m earning you. Every inch of you.”
She blinks and looks away. I love when she blushes. Now I understand it better. She’s blushing because she’s a virgin and she’s never had a man talk to her like this before. She’s never had a man take her like this.