Free Hooked (A New Adult Romance) by Alison Heart Page A

chances. I couldn’t lose her now. Not for anything. Not
for a billion dollars or seventy virgins. Julie said she needed time to heal,
and even though she appeared to be doing o.k ., I
couldn’t be totally certain of her state of mind.
    “Let’s get out of here.”

 
    ****

 
             “Make
yourself at home,” I said, dropping my keys on the kitchen counter. “You want a
drink?”
    “No thanks. I think I’ve had
enough.”
    She looked around my two-story
loft with hands folded in front of her; I could tell she was pleased with it.
As she was busy checking it out, I admired how her tight little body filled out
the short, black cocktail dress she was wearing: her graceful neck, proud
shoulders, perfectly-shaped C-cups, and an ass that would stop traffic.
    I couldn’t control myself. I had
to. But I couldn’t.
    Fuck I wanted to pound her ruthlessly!
    Something about her looked so
pure and innocent, so untouched.
    I could sense she was nervously
waiting for me to make the first move.
    I walked over to her.
    She remained frozen to the spot,
with hands still folded. She looked at me and gulped.
    I silently placed my hands around
her slender shoulders and drew her face up to kiss her.
    Hesitatingly, her little hands
found my waist.
    I began by grabbing her ass and
drawing her into me. Slowly I lifted the hem of her dress.
    She let out a soft sigh as I
found the edge of her panties and drew a finger up her hip and lightly brushed
the small of her back. She stopped kissing me, losing herself in my touch and in the moment.
    I was losing it trying to go
slow. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t attack me, didn’t
try to rip my clothes off. It was like she was a virgin or—
    Oh shit!    
    I paused for a second to consider
the situation.
    This couldn’t possibly be her first time ?!   Could it…?
    I drew back and looked into her
pretty face, a face that was already flushed with lust and wanton desire.
    “Ruby,” I whispered.
    “Yeah,” she breathed weakly.
    Oh God she was a virgin!    
    “Ruby. Are you… uh. Are you a…?”
    She opened her vacant eyes and
gazed deeply into mine. “Yes,” she whispered through full red lips, nodding her
head. “Please be careful. Don’t hurt me.”
    “Oh Ruby. You have no
idea—I can’t possibly hurt you.”
    And then I snapped.
    Never before did I feel so
charged with the responsibility to preserve and protect a woman like I did with
Ruby. So delicate, so innocent she was, I knew I had to take it slow, I knew I
had to be absolutely gentle.
    The only problem was her rose
petal lips and dark brown eyes begged me to take her hard and demanded I pound
her fast!
    Like a wild animal I was all over
her. Usually I have an idea of what I’m going to do when I take a woman, but in
Ruby’s case all higher levels of thought vanished. Instinctively I pushed her
up against a wall and smothered her in kisses. I ripped off my clothes while
frantically running my hands, lips and tongue over every square inch of her
luscious body, as if I only had one minute to fuck her before I was to be
executed by firing squad.
    There had never been a man in the
history of the Earth who was on a mission like I was at that instant.
    I needed her unlike I had ever
needed anything or anyone before. My dick felt like it was about to burst, and
all I could think about was tasting her nipples and
lips and pussy.
    Desperately I pulled her dress
off over her head. I stood back for a second to catch my breath, taking in her
little black panties with tiny pink bows and her mind-blowing breasts.
    I pressed myself hard against her
as we kissed. My fingers pushed aside the fabric of her panties and found her
clit. Instantly she let out a soft cry and arched her back, turning me on even
more. A flush of dampness coated my fingers.
    I groaned as I took her. Even
though I still had my boxers on I think I could have come if she touched me,
that’s how aroused I was. For a brief