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it as an excuse to not get close to anyone?" "I guess maybe a little bit of both?" Jonah studied me carefully, his gaze s

uld have done the same thing tonight if another man had come along, but now, in Jonah's presence, it felt like I was throwing caution to the wind-my usual excuses were flying out the window at record speed. I mean, it wasn't like I planned on staying a virgin forever. And this guy, well, he was pretty hot. And his one-liners didn't make me want to run away. So why not give him a chance? What was the worst that could happen? Sure. I could lose my virginit

icating combination of scents and flavors, and I quickly became addicted. I melted against him, grabbing his jacket to pull him closer. "Let me know if it's too much and I'll stop," he whispered in my ear as he nibbled on my lobe. His tongue licked the spot where his teeth had touched before moving down to feast on my neck. "Don't you dare." His hands were groping at my clothes, tugging at them to remove them. I did the same to him, eager to feel his warm skin against mine. By the time his hands were removing my skirt, I didn't really care about the 'panty problem' anymore. Now, they were just a small barrier between me and

d help it. With a sleepy groan and the beginnings of a hangover, I regained some semblance of consciousness hours later. My surroundings were unfamiliar, and it took me a good thirty seconds to remember where I was. Memories of firm hands and a distracting mouth flooded my addled brain, and I smiled at the wicked images. I'd never imagined sex could be this intense. Sure, I'd read my fair share of romance novels and heard my girlfriends talk about their sex lives, but I always thought the stories were way too exag

m. Please, Naomi, I scolded myself, you can't be in love with someone you've just met. I decided that what I felt for him was 'first-sex affection'. A simple mix of lust and gratitude! Annoyed, I got out of bed. The room was paid for for the night, but there was no way I was going to stay there. If he could knock and leave, so could I. I got dressed as quickly as possible, and despite my disappointment and determination, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. I hadn't expected to exchange phone numbers or anything (I had), but I'd at least earne

play golf. He greeted me with a smile and a nod before saying, "Working today?" "Yes." I walked over to the sink. "I don't have to be there until noon." "That should be nice." "Yeah, but only because I don't have to go into the office. We have a new client who wants me to handle his ca