Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

"I do like you, sunshine." His eyes find mine. "Have for a while."

"So that virgin question?"

"I wanted to know something. So, I asked."

"What did you want to know?"

He moves closer. Until I can feel the heat of his body. Smell his cologne. "If I'd be your first."

What? My cheeks flame. There's no way he…

There's no…

I…

"Chloe?" His fingers brush the inside of my wrist.

"Huh?"

"I want to fuck you."

"But—"

"Let's go upstairs. I'll show you the night of your life."

My defenses crumble.

Dean wants me.

He's offering to fuck me.

He…

How is this possible?

My heart screams for him. My body aches for him. My head—it's still reasonable.

I throw up the only defense I know—sarcasm. "Of my entire life?"

"Yeah."

"Doesn't speak well for your future performances."

"You already thinking about round two?"

"No. I…" My cheeks flame. "I meant—"

"I know what you meant, sunshine. Round two will be just as good. But nothing is as special as your first time."

"Yours?"

He shrugs, effortless. "Wasn't lucky enough to have someone like me showing me the ropes."

"You're going to show me the ropes?"

He nods. "Yeah." His fingers trace circles over my skin. "If that's what you want."

"Judy offered to fuck you."