Virgin for the Night (For The Night #2) Read Free Page B

knowing look. She went a darker shade of pink and sipped her Kir
Royale. I stayed standing, unbuttoned my jacket and slowly slipped it off my
shoulders, watching her face. Her eyes raked down my body and she blinked again,
then chewed her lip even harder as she looked at my crotch. I threw my jacket
over the back of the sofa, unbuttoned my shirt cuffs and rolled back the
sleeves, before sinking back into the corner of the sofa and stretching my arms
across the top, as I placed one ankle on my knee, going for sexily nonchalant.
‘So tell me Summer, why are you looking so tense? Do I make you uncomfortable?’
I’d love to make her uncomfortable in all sorts of positions she probably
didn’t even know she was capable of.
    ‘I’m just used to planning, I
plan things, and all of a sudden I don’t know what’s going to happen tonight
and I feel on edge.’
    ‘Would you like me to tell you
what’s going to happen? Would that make you feel better?’
    ‘I don’t know, maybe,’ she
shrugged and knocked her Champagne back. I frowned, I didn’t want her to get
pissed, I may fuck women for a living, but I’d rather they were conscious and I
had a feeling that Summer didn’t handle her drink well.
    ‘I’ve prepared some canapés for
us to eat while we have a drink and I get to know you a little, then I’m going
to cook us dinner, then I plan on kissing you, all over. In the spirit of
putting your mind at rest, I’m an extremely good kisser Miss Beresford, you’re
likely to go light headed but I promise you that I’ll hold you up. I’m going to
make sure that I pay close attention to you all night, very close
attention, I guarantee no other man will ever have made you feel as good as
I’ll be making you feel,’ I advised as I felt my pulse racing at the thought of
what I planned to do to her. She took me by surprise, putting her empty glass
down on the coffee table and quickly standing up.
    ‘I’m so sorry, this … was a
mistake. I should … I should leave,’ she stammered. I looked up at her
horrified. No one had ever left. No one. I’d be damned if I was letting
the one woman I was desperate to fuck walk out of that door. I stood up quickly
and caught her eye, she blushed and hung her head. I couldn’t understand what
the hell I’d done wrong. It was obvious she found me attractive, I’d yet to
meet a woman that didn’t. I’d been a perfect gentleman and attentive for the
few minutes she’d been here. I took a sharp breath as realisation hit me when I
noticed that she was trembling.
    ‘O my God. This isn’t your
fantasy night is it?’ I asked softly as I reached out and put my fingers under
her chin, lifting her face to meet my gaze, and was struck by the level of fear
in her eyes. ‘You booked me to take your virginity for real.’
    ‘You must think I’m so pathetic,’
she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek, which hurt me right where it
shouldn’t have.
    ‘Not pathetic, no,’ I frowned
with a shake of my head. ‘Surprised. You’re a beautiful, sexy young woman.’
    ‘Sexy?’ She gave a nervous laugh
and I reached up and wiped her tear away with my fingertip. I suddenly felt so
protective of her. How could someone as attractive as Summer never have had
sex? I grabbed her waist and pulled her against my body, delighting in the feel
of her soft breasts rubbing against my chest and I heard her take a shaky
breath. ‘What are you doing, Mr. Steele? I told you that I wanted to leave.’
    ‘You paid me a non-refundable fee
Miss Beresford, and knowing what I know now, there’s no way I’m letting you
walk out of that door. I’m not going to let you lose your virginity to some bumbling
idiot who doesn’t know how to make a woman come multiple times, you could be
put off sex for life and I can’t have that. I’m going to do exactly what you
paid me to do. I’m going to take your virginity tonight, I’ll be gentle,
respectful, and answer any question you want to know about sex. I