Deacon waited until he reversed out of the parking spot and was holding my hand again before he answered, “I was only planning to stay until tomorrow, but my leave doesn’t end for another week. And since you’ve got all that time off too, I’d like to stay until I have to hit the road to make it back to base in time for PT my first day back.”
I squeezed his hand. “That sounds perfect to me. I didn’t have any plans for my staycation, and I’d love to spend it with you.”
“Good, then that’s what we’ll do.”
We were quiet for the rest of the drive to my place, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. Nothing needed to be said since just being near Deacon felt good. Right. But what felt even better was when he undid my seat belt after parking in front of my place and pulled me onto his lap to claim my mouth in a deep kiss. By the time he was done, the windows of his truck were fogged, and my body yearned for more. I could barely see straight when he lifted me out of the truck and walked me to my door. And even though I’d never slept with anyone before, I definitely wasn’t ready for the night to end when he nudged me through my doorway. Turning around, I twined my arms around his neck. “Don’t I get a goodbye kiss?”
“Fuck, baby. You’re going to be the death of me.” His palms cupped my cheeks as he whispered, “I’m trying to be a good guy here.”
“I didn’t ask you to be good.” I inched up to my toes so our lips were closer. “I asked for another kiss.”
His thumbs trailed down my jaw, sending shivers down my spine. Desire burned in his blue eyes as he lowered his head to give me what I wanted. His tongue trailed over the seam of my lips, teasing me before it finally swept inside to tangle with mine. One of his hands dropped down to grip my butt while the other held my face in place for his deep, wet kiss.
When he finally ripped his mouth from mine, his chest heaving as he dragged air into his lungs, some of the sensual fog cleared from my brain. I started to worry about what he’d think of me. “I need you to know that I don’t do this. I can’t even remember the last time I went on a date.”
The jealous gleam in his eyes sent a thrill down my spine, but it accomplished what I wanted—snapping the remainder of his control.
4
Deacon
Something primal inside me roared to life.
I loved knowing she hadn’t been with anyone for a long time. I still wanted to hunt down everyone who ever thought they had a chance with her and beat them to a bloody pulp.
However, there was also an innocence about her that had a theory forming in my mind. And fuck, if I was right, I’d never be able to walk away right now.
“Are you a virgin, baby?”
Her cheeks bloomed crimson, but she didn’t shy away. I loved how confident she was. “Yes. Does it change your mind about staying?”
“Absolutely not,” I told her firmly. “Maybe it makes me barbaric to be so turned on by the fact that you’re untouched, but I honestly don’t give a fuck. It’s hot as hell to know I’ll be the only man who’s ever tasted you, moved inside you.” I slammed my mouth down over hers and boosted her up with both hands on her ass. Her legs went around my waist, and I stumbled across a small living room only pausing when I reached the two doors I’d clocked earlier.
“The one on the left.”
I twisted the knob with one hand before putting it back on her ass, then kicked the door open with my foot. As I suspected, the bedroom was barely bigger than a closet. However, it served my purpose since we were at the bed in two steps.
I set her on the ground and reluctantly released her lips, but only long enough to grab the hem of her shirt and drag it up and off over her head. It fell to the ground unnoticed as my eyes landed on the swell of her ample tits. A breath caught in my throat as they bounced slightly from her erratic breathing. My mouth watered at the thought of sucking on the hard peaks poking through the thin fabric of her bra. “Fuck, you're gorgeous.”
“Your turn,” she said with a wink as she removed my shirt and threw it somewhere behind me. As soon as it was off, her hands were on my chest, exploring the grooves and smattering of chest hair. Her fingers left a trail of fire behind them, and it streaked straight to my dick. I'd already been hard as steel, so I couldn't believe it when I swelled even more.