He withdrew slowly, and the moment he did, emptiness beat at him, urging him to get hard again, get right back inside her, and never leave. Kimber was what he needed.
Take her. Claim her. Keep her.
And then what? He’d seen what happened next. Lived it.
Still had nightmares about it.
Shuddering, Deke backed away and removed the condom. He made the mistake of looking at Kimber’s face. Her uncertain smile tugged at him. Bullshit. It tore a huge hole in his chest. She wanted to know if he was okay. She wanted to know if she’d rocked his world. No and hell yes, in that order. And if she stayed another hour, she wouldn’t be smiling anymore. She’d be f**ked—literally. Now that he’d been inside her, staying out of her pu**y really wasn’t an option. If she was still here in an hour, she’d be flat on her back. He’d be buried balls deep. And it would be a huge mistake.
Sex with a virgin, even one as practical as Kimber, usually led to visions of romance and white lace and matching monogrammed towels. It brought heartache, pain, and tragedy. She had no way of knowing that. She’d offered herself to him spontaneously, and a terrible thought occurred to him: she had feelings for him, maybe even believed she loved him. She probably thought she could “fix” him.
Impossible. He wasn’t equipped to give her the sort of happily ever after she deserved.
Deke sighed. God, he felt like he was a thousand years old as he stood, snapped his pants, and put on his shithead hat. It was the only weapon he had to make sure he didn’t ruin her life.
He turned to his cousin. “You know, she’s a hell of a f**k, gives a killer blow job, can handle the needs of two guys, and barely break a sweat. Who knew that under that virginal façade and those fatigue pants there’d be a red-blooded woman?” Kimber stiffened and stared at him as if he’d transformed into a three-headed alien.
Luc frowned. “Watch your words.”
Oh, he’d watch them, all right—and make them as vile as he could stand to.
Kimber could not stay here. Or at least she couldn’t stay here and stay a virgin.
“Oh, no offense, kitten. I appreciate the offer of your virginity, but you should really save it for someone who wants it. You’re just not my type, you know.” She blinked, struggling to understand. “You said you wanted me. Too much.” Deke shrugged. “I had you. Your mouth, your ass. I ate your pu**y, fingered it. I can live without f**king it.” God, had he ever told a bigger lie?
Hurt seeped into her eyes as she reached for her clothes and covered herself from his crude gaze. That expression gouged a hole in his chest. Damn! But she wasn’t packing her bags yet, and she needed to be.
“I know we told you to stay with us for two weeks, but I think you’re ready for whatever Jesse throws at you. I mean, if you want to stay to perfect your blow job, I’ll never turn down the chance to come in a woman’s mouth. Or if you want your ass opened wider so you can take more cock, I’m game to help with that.
Otherwise…I’m not sure why you’d stay.”
“Because she’s beautiful and special and we don’t just see her as another warm body,” Luc growled.
Deke tossed them a flippant gaze. “Sure. Yeah. I just figured… I felt done and assumed it was mutual.”
“Mutual?” Her mouth gaped open. “I just offered you my virginity! You said sinking into me would be heavenly.”
“That just shows your innocence. A guy will say anything to get laid when he’s hard.” He shrugged. “I get that your virginity is some sort of prize to you, and I’m sure it will be to Jesse. I just don’t like being the one to break a woman in. It’s messy, there’s always pain—not the good kind. They’re always too sore for round two anytime soon, and you spend the rest of the time in their mouth or their ass, then they complain about being sore all over—”
“Shut your filthy mouth!” Luc grabbed his arm and squeezed. He looked ready to throw punches, and Deke welcomed the thought of pain.
He tossed off his cousin’s hold and watched as Kimber put on her clothes like someone dressing to escape a fire. She couldn’t get dressed fast enough. “And that’s all I am to you? When you look at me, all you see is a virgin?”
“Now? Yeah. I’ve had every other part of you. What else is there?”
Kimber fisted her hands at her sides, her face flushed and incredulous. “What happened to a woman being about her smarts and her moxie and her sexuality?” He reached out to test her, to touch her, and was not surprised when she jumped away. “You’re smart and you’ve got backbone. You arouse me. Deep down, you’re a sweet girl.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“I like raunchy,” he said apologetically. “I’ve been chasing this stripper. Ask Luc, he knows her. She’s got enormous tits. Ah, and she wears garter belts. That’s so f**king sexy—”
“And you’re not interested in tutoring me anymore?”
“What do you think you don’t know? What else do you want us to teach you?” Deke watched her thoughts race across her face, like she was searching for something to say, something that would make him take it back and eat his words.
Finally, she sighed. “You’re trying to run me off because you’re afraid of my virginity.”
“Why would I be? It’s not going to reach out and bite me.”