to check for himself, and then I can’t decide if I like that idea or not.
“Good. I thought you’d like it. Razors make me nervous around female parts.”
I flush for the millionth time.
“Does the nightgown fit okay?”
“It’s perfect. Thank you.”
He grins wickedly. “That’s eight.”
I groan. “That’s not fair.”
He shrugs. “It’s my rule.”
“I think I should get three freebies each day then. If you’re going to buy me things, I’ll want to express my appreciation.”
He chuckles. “I’ll think about it.” And then he leans down and kisses me gently on the lips. His hand moves around so that he’s gripping my torso, his fingers wrapped around to my back, his thumb under my breast.
When he removes his hand to reach for Bunny and snuggle her against my neck, I miss his touch. I’m afraid he’s going to leave now, and I don’t want him to go.
I dig deep and find some courage. “I was thinking…”
“What were you thinking, sweetie?”
“If the man who wants to buy me is looking for a virgin, maybe the contract would be useless to him if I were no longer a virgin.”
Davis chuckles like I’m silly and then cups my face. Not the reaction I was hoping for. “That may be true, but it poses a bunch of problems.”
“Like what?”
“For one, you’re not leaving this house for any reason and no one is coming into the house either, so who would you have sex with?”
I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. I feel incredibly foolish. Have I misread him entirely?
He slowly smiles and then strokes my lower lip with his thumb. “I’m kidding. There isn’t a snowball’s chance in hell I’d let you have sex with another man besides me.”
“Oh.” I let out a breath, hopeful again.
“But that’s not the only issue. I’m also not having sex with you. Not in the near future. Not while you’re finding yourself and getting to know me. If you’re good and you find yourself wanting to get intimate with me, I’ll gradually introduce you to my kind of sexual contact, but I’m not penetrating your untouched pussy while we’re dealing with this problem. It’s out of the question.”
I gasp. “You said I can’t touch myself, and you’re not going to touch me either?”
He shakes his head. “I’m going to touch you, sweetie. Soon. I promise. I’m just not going to penetrate you.”
I sigh. “But what if that would make all the difference?”
“Well, that brings up the next problem. How on earth do you suppose you would go about proving anything? You think you’re going to go to the man who bought you and show him your broken hymen or something? Hell, there’s a good chance your hymen isn’t even intact already. Hardly any woman makes it to your age with some sort of skin still lingering to represent any sort of virginity. Tampons. Fingers. Vibrators. Horseback riding. Bicycles. All of those things would destroy the evidence, so to speak.”
He has a point, and I feel ridiculous. “Right.” I squirm at his description though. He’s so clinical, and I’m reacting to every word as if he’s been stroking my nipples instead of talking.
As if he’s read my mind, his thumb suddenly slides up to flick over my nipple.
I gasp and arch my chest even though I hardly felt the contact considering there is a nightgown, a sheet, and a comforter between my skin and his thumb.
His smile makes me hold his gaze though. “You are so precious.” He stands abruptly and then leans down and tugs the covers down a few inches. He doesn’t expose my chest, so I’m confused until he pulls first one arm and then the other out from under the blankets.
He tucks bunny under one arm and settles my wrists at my sides, pressing them into the mattress. He leans over to kiss me yet again and then whispers against my lips. “Keep your hands away from your nipples and your pussy, sweetie. Hard rule.” Another kiss. “Sleep tight.”
I’m not breathing as he leaves my room, shutting the door behind him. My mind is spinning out of control. I’m aroused and needy and frankly desperate. Damn him. I can’t even say that out loud without getting a tally mark on my naughty chart.
I take a deep breath and try to calm myself. I’m obviously not getting any relief tonight. There’s no chance in the world I’m going to risk touching myself. It would be my luck that he’d walk back into the room and find