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“ D ev, I know you think this is wrong, and maybe it is, but you're supposed to be a bad guy; you do wrong things all the time. Why can’t I be one of them?” I barely give him a chance to close the door behind him before I speak.

I’ve been waiting on his doorstep for over an hour and gone over and over the things I need to say.

“Has it ever crossed your mind that I don’t wanna be a bad guy when it comes to you?

That I actually wanna do the right thing?

” He startles me when he takes hold of my wrist, and the desperation in his hold makes me wonder if he’s feeling the same frustration I am.

“You're my brother's girl, Millie. You’re years younger than me. Me and you… We just don’t fit darlin’.

” He drops his head as if he’s as disappointed to say it as I am to hear it.

“That’s not how it felt when we kissed. Dev, I’ve never experienced anything like that before, and I want to feel it again.”

“That’s because you're only eighteen years old,” he mocks me. “You have a whole lifetime of kisses like that ahead of you.”

“But, Dev, I don’t want those kisses if they're not with you. Come on, that can’t be the reason that you're scared to do it again?”

“Scared? I ain’t fuckin’ scared.” He shakes his head at me.

“Then do it. Right here, right now. Prove me wrong.” I shrug.

“That ain’t gonna happen.” He flares his nostrils and steps away from me.

“Point proven,” I sigh. “You know that there’s a connection between us, and be that wrong or right, it scares you.

It’s okay to be afraid of something.” I watch him snarl like I’ve pissed him off and decide that it’s now or never.

Once again, I launch myself at him, stretching up and kissing his lips, hoping it will convince him not to leave town.

Just like last time, Dev doesn’t respond at first, but when my hands reach up and wrap around the back of his neck, he catches me by surprise, lifting me off my feet and stepping forward to slam me into the wall.

He takes over the kiss, filling me with his tongue as he growls into my mouth.

I feel his hard cock pressing between my legs, but it doesn't scare me.

Nothing about Dev scares me other than the thought of losing him.

“Don’t play with fire, baby girl,” he pulls back to warn me in an unsteady tone. My hips automatically start to roll against his body. I like the feeling of being pressed up tight against him. I like how hard his cock is, and I want to get more of it.

“I much prefer ‘baby girl’ to ‘kiddo’.” I use my arms, wrapped around his neck, to draw him back to my mouth, and he doesn’t resist like I expect him to. In fact, he kisses me back even harder.

I must have uncaged the monster, because his hand reaches between us, unbuckling the belt on his jeans, like he knows what I need.

I feel his rough hand on my bare skin, grasping harshly at my thighs as it pushes my dress up around my waist. He bends his knees so he’s low enough for his cock to tease between my legs, brushing against my cotton panties and making my pussy drench them.

I’m scared, I’m excited, and I want more.

“Fuck.” I grip his hair as his cock presses a little inside me, with my panties still acting as a barrier. I can feel how huge he is already, and I’ve not even taken the tip.

“You feel that?” He pulls it out from under me and reaches under my thigh, pulling my panties to the side so we’re flesh to flesh.

“You feel how big that is? I wasn’t meant for you, Millie, we don’t fuckin’ fit.” He emphasizes his point once again, pressing against my entrance so it throbs around him, soaking the tip of his cock and begging him to enter me.

I make him gasp when I lower myself enough to take the first inch, and although it burns, I look him straight in the eye as I take it.

“I’m going to prove you wrong,” I tell him, rolling my hips against him as I take a little more. My eyes may be watering, but I let him see the determination in them, and his fingertips dig deeper into my hip bone, pinning them to the wall to stop me from taking anymore.

“You are the bane of my fuckin’ existence, Millie Dawson,” he growls at me. Taking full control as he slides his massive cock all the way inside me and tears me apart. I can’t hide the pain from my face, and he must notice something’s wrong because he pauses and suddenly looks confused..

“Millie, please tell me you aren’t a?—”

“Not anymore.” I bite my lip, cringing at how embarrassing this is.

“No. No. No, I…” He looks even more furious than he did before.

“Don’t stop, please,” I beg him. “It hurts, but I like how it feels.”

“Millie, I can’t be your first.” He shakes his head, looking scared.

“I’m no expert, but I think it’s a little late for that.” I look down between our bodies to where he’s fully seated inside me, and know he must be feeling the way I’m pulsing around him.

“No.” He shakes his head, looking down, then back up like something terrible has happened.

“Dev, I don’t see what the big deal is.” I laugh nervously as he drags himself out of me and places me back on my feet. I have to use the wall behind me to steady myself, and the absence of him inside me suddenly makes me realize how big he actually is.

“Of course, it’s a big deal! This is a huge fuckin’ problem.” He grips his hair, and when my eyes lower to his monstrous cock, my head nods in agreement.

“Not that. Fuck !” He curses at the ceiling, scrubbing his hand over his face.

“Dev, you just felt that, how does me being a virgin change what was going to happen?” I’m confused as hell, and as I step forward and take his cock in my hand, he looks down and watches the way I pull it through my fingers, like he’s too weak to stop me.

“We both want this, Dev. Tell me why you are holding back?” He feels so heavy in my hands, and despite how much it had hurt, I want to feel it inside me again.

“Once I…If I have you, I’m gonna wanna keep you.” His hand locks around my throat, and it feels a lot like it belongs there.

“I’ve never had a girl before. I’ve never wanted one, and I won’t be good at it.” His explanation surprises me, but also gives me a little hope.

“How do you know if you haven’t tried?” I smile.

“Come on, you know how unreasonable I am. I’m selfish, and when I care for people, I hurt them.

You deserve a good life, and you won’t get that with me,” he explains, softening the grip in his fingers and frowning as if he’s disappointed in himself.

“You should be experiencing this with someone else. Someone who can treat you the way you deserve to be treated.”

“Dev, I want you. I have for a while now, and I’ve tried to change the way I feel, but I can’t.” I try to get him to understand.

“You wanna know the truth?” He lets go of me completely, taking a step back, so his cock is out of my reach.

“I am scared. I’m scared of what I’d do to you if you were mine.

I’ve never thought about a woman the way I do you.

It’s like you're stuck in here.” He taps his temple and lets me see all his fear on his face.

“I was gonna drown that guy last night because I couldn’t bear the idea of not bein’ the last person who kissed your lips.

If we take this any further, you're gonna be mine, Millie. Do you understand what that would mean for you?”

I step closer to him, closing the gap he’s made between us.

“If it means we get to be together, I don’t care.” I can see the bead of precum dripping from the tip of his cock, and my hand is stained red from the blood that’s on his shaft, yet I’m desperate to sink to my knees and taste it.

“It means I’d fuckin’ own you. I’d be possessive, overbearing. I’d drive you fuckin’ crazy, and I wouldn’t stop. If someone put their hands on you, I would kill them.” He looks for my reaction as if he expects it to scare me.

“What I think you're failing to understand, Dev, is that I’m already yours.” I raise my hand to slide it up his bristly jaw, liking the way confusion takes over his anger, and when I kiss him, he kisses me back much softer than before.

“Last time to back out,” he rasps, keeping his forehead pressed to mine.

“Never.” I shake my head and let him pick me up off my feet again and carry me through to his bedroom.