His eyes got big when I said my last words, his brows inching towards his hairline.
"What?" He asked, his voice containing a mix of shock and anger and disbelief.
I closed my eyes and tipped my head lower. "I'm a virgin." I murmured, knowing he wouldn't want someone as inexperienced as me.
Even after I said it, he still didn't push me from his arms and mocked me for still being a virgin. Most people did when they found out, mostly the ones in my highschool in Italy. The last two years of highschool nothing mattered more than loosing your virginity and I was through the few who didn't. We were the main bully targets. Not to mention I was a nerd too.
At how awful highschool was, I wouldn't send my worst enemy there.
I was lucky I had friends who didn't care, otherwise I would've been living in depression.
Just when I expected him to push me away, he said. "You know that you'll never be able to forget your first." He leaned his chin on my head, hugging me tightly.
"Yeah, I do." I sighed.
"And taking your virginity it's like holding the most precious diamond for you, right?"
"Right." I assured.
A long, silent pause followed as his hand left mine and it moved to my back, caressing it. "Are you sure you want me to have that diamond?"
I wasn't sure how to reply at first. My mind wasn't sure and it was heading towards no, but my body couldn't deny the attraction. My body's response was yes.
"Yes." I whispered.
He kissed my head and stroked my hair. "I'll give you time to think about your answer carefully. I don't want you to answer me because of the heat of the moment. I want you to think about it. And when you're a hundred percent sure, tell me." He said softly, clearing up the situation.
I wanted to say that I was sure, but, in all honesty, I wasn't one hundred percent sure.
I was going to think about it and rethink it until I was sure. There was no doubt about it. Thinking, tho, that if he didn't explain it to me, I probably would've just went with the option of taking off his sweatpants and doing it right there and right then - in the heat of the moment, how he called it - I might've regretted it.
I liked that he was giving me a choice. No, I liked that he was letting me be in charge of that and he wasn't forcing me into anything I didn't want. I appreciated and respected him for that.
And from there, it was my decision.
I knew what my body felt for the man, but I didn't know if my mind was ready for that type of thinking. At least, not yet. I wanted to get to know him first of all. I wanted to feel my first time as a night of passion and love, so I wanted to love him. To be in love with him. My mind was still processing feelings and it was still processing him.
I just hoped I wasn't gonna be the only one who'd fall in love.
He placed a strand of my hair behind my ear and lifted my chin with his thumb. "Why don't we start fixing your car, aye?"
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Burning me
Romance*This is the second from the King series* As a racer and an artist, Venera does everything she can to spend her nights forgetting about the past events. She never considered relationships because of her coldness towards a partner, but things seem to...