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But when she fixed me with a stubborn look and informed me that I would be taking her virginity, I vehemently refused. A stance that was starting to get harder and harder to keep - literally.

She'd been asking me to fuck her for a while, but I've always held back.

I wanted to wait until she graduated when I could take my time worshiping her body. Even now, we had to express our love parked in some hidden area, miles from where we lived to avoid detection. She was my dirty little secret, but at the same time, I wanted to shout my obsession from the rooftops.

However, the last thing I wanted was to put a target on Lucy's back at school and in the community. My job would be fucked, yes, but I just knew that society would come down harder on the female. I'd get high fives from my peers, whereas Lucy would be ridiculed and slut shamed. Hell no would that be happening.

So we would wait until she graduated before coming out to her Dad - who was someone I now called a friend, not to make our situation even more fucked up than it was. But, consequences be damned.

To celebrate that I get to love her the way we wanted, I planned on booking us into a fancy suite at a five-star hotel. We would need the ultimate comfort for what I had planned.

But my headstrong girl didn't want that. She was determined that I fuck her this weekend.

"Baby," I tried to reason, my fingers digging into her hips, attempting to settle her back down on my lap. "I just think it's a good idea to wait until -"

"It'smyvirginity," she pointed out, stabbing me in the chest with her finger. "Only I get to choose when and how I lose it." Her blue eyes flashed at me in defiance. "And towhom."

Jealousy flared in my stomach at her last words. I sat up straighter and dug my fingers into her naked waist. Instead of wincing, my girl's eyes grew heavy with need. She was a kinky, horny little thing. "The only person who's going to pop that cherry is me," I growled. "I don't want you even considering another man."

A cat-who-got-the-cream smile spread across her beautiful face. I felt her body move down an inch, her heat hovering just above my hard, covered dick. "Then fuck me this weekend," she pressed. "How can I be fully yours if I haven't felt your hard cock in my tight virgin hole?"

I knew she was manipulating me in her own sweet way, but I was beyond caring. The idea that she was not fully mine sentthe caveman in me roaring. What was I thinking? Why was I refusing her? I should've popped her cherry the moment I saw her.

Without warning, I slammed her down on my lap and rubbed her pussy harshly, front and back.

She threw her head back and moaned long and loud. No doubt enjoying the friction from my hard dick, the roughness of my jeans, the metal of my zip, and the leather of my unbuckled belt.

"Not only am I going to fuck your pussy this weekend," I grunted as I worked her wet cunt on top of me. "But I'll fuck it so deep and hard that I'm going to leave a permanent dick imprint up there."

Wetness rained down on me as my girl squirted all over my lap. Her nails clawed at me as she writhed, and dirty, incoherent words spilled from her angel lips. She yelled out her pleasure as her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Fuck, yeah! Come for me, baby." I threw my head back, my mouth twisting in a grimace of pleasure as my dick exploded in my jeans. "Love you!" I shouted. "Fucking love you, baby."

Her warmth surrounded me as she collapsed, boneless, draped over me. Her sweet breath puffed rapidly against my neck, whimpering softly as my fingers caressed the mess she'd made of her pussy.

I felt a ghost of a kiss against me as she made a contented sound, rubbing her nose against me and taking a big inhale. "Love you, too, Roman. Love you so much."

I tightened my arms around her, smearing her juices against her skin. I closed my eyes against the moisture gathering there and held her.

Chapter 8

LUCY

My hand shook as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I smoothed my hand down my short, red dress and turned this way and that, ensuring no lumps or bumps showed.

Not that it mattered. A small smile crossed my mouth as I thought of the night ahead. Roman would undoubtedly shred my dress to bits in his haste to get me naked.

I turned around and smoothed my fingers down my ass. No panty lines because I was not wearing any. Why bother when they'd be torn off as well?

I lifted my dress over my plump ass. I could already feel liquid heat gathered between my inner thighs, just below my pussy lips. I rubbed my naked ass and smacked it, imagining Roman's hands doing the same.

Since Roman finally agreed to pop my cherry, I've been so horny. Restless with anticipation.

But now that the day was finally here, I couldn't shake my nerves. I had zero doubts about losing my virginity to the man I loved. But I did worry about disappointing him. He was so much older than me, so worldly. What if he compared me to the women he'd bedded before?

Not that I'd spoken to him about it. I was jealous of his past relationships even though he'd disclosed that it had been well over a year since he'd been with anyone.

Hell, Roman was jealous when he learned that I'd already had my first kiss. He had devoured my mouth as if he wanted to erase any imprint Ian had made during our relatively tame make-out session. It didn't matter that I hadn't enjoyed it and compared it to a washing dryer. No, my mouth had been so swollen that I had to tell my Dad I had an allergic reaction to a new lip gloss I had tried.