Chapter 2: Chapter 2

The barrier that evidenced her virginity was unmistakable, and Eric cursed. “The pain will subside,” he assured her as he gave her hips a gentle squeeze.

The sound of her breath catching echoed throughout the room as he stood there frozen, still buried inside of her. Her body was so tight around him that it took every ounce of strength to remain motionless. His eyes fell to her chest, mesmerized as he watched the rise and fall that came with each breath. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” he hissed angrily when he finally heard her breathing even out.

“If I had, would we be here right now?” she shot back in a small voice; her blue eyes blazed as she waited on his answer.

“No,” he bit out as his gaze met hers.

Her demeanor changed immediately: her teeth sunk into her lower lip, and he had a feeling she was fighting tears. “I would have at least taken you to a hotel,” he continued eager to distract her from any display of waterworks. “No woman should lose her virginity in a fuckin’ storage room on a wooden bench.”

He felt his cock jerk when she sighed in relief. He’d been hoping she wouldn’t back out; he knew he was well endowed. There were women who’d had several partners that had told him he was still too much. But the feel of her…her body so snug as he throbbed inside of her; she was saturated with yearning…it felt so good he wasn’t sure he even had the restraint to stop now.

“Trust me,” she said dryly. “Losing my virginity in a storage room in the back of some seedy club is the least of my worries.”

Christian was unable to stifle a laugh as he pulled his hips back and drove forward again.

Any pain Ana might have been feeling was quickly overshadowed by the delicious friction their bodies created. A gasp escaped as he filled her a second time, and when his hand splayed over her lower back to pull their upper bodies together, she shivered. Her legs wrapped intuitively around his waist, and her heels dug into his ass as she locked her ankles behind him.

Her heart skipped a beat as she realized he liked that; he leaned forward and kissed her, his lips hungry, devouring. She draped her arms around his neck and clung to him, sucking his tongue deep into her mouth as she reveled in his taste. Her hips swayed back and forth in the slightest of movements; she wanted every part of his body touching hers!

“Ana,” he said raggedly as he tore his lips from hers. “If you don’t loosen your legs, I can’t fuck you.”

The thought of that was too much to endure; Ana let her legs drop from his waist until they were dangling helplessly over the side of the bench. “Please,” she begged.

As Miller pumped his hips, his thick cock filled her again and again; she could feel her lower legs swinging back and forth with the momentum from his thrusts. “Ana…” she heard him growl.

When Miller increased his pace, Ana’s body would have melted into the wood beneath her if he hadn’t pulled her closer and held her up. “Let it go, Ana,” he commanded when she whimpered.

But Ana shook her head. She wasn’t ready to let go yet; she wasn’t sure she could. She was naked before this man, this stranger…but the thought of actually letting go…of letting him see her lose control was suddenly terrifying. “I…I can’t,” she stammered. But she wasn’t sure how long she could hold back. It felt as if her entire body could go up in flames at any moment. If her heart started hammering any faster, it was likely to beat its way right out of her chest!

Her body clenched around his, and Ana’s breath came in rapid pants.

“Ana…” Miller said in a warning tone.

“Oooh,” she groaned.

His shove his hand between them, and with a single stroke of his fingertip, she was hurled into orgasm. “Miller!” she cried out.

Spasm after spasm rocked her body, but he didn’t stop; he plunged inside of her time after time. All the while his fingers continued to work her core. His fingers moved roughly over the swollen flesh, almost as if he was punishing her for not coming soon enough. To her confusion the thought was oddly erotic, and Ana’s body tensed as another shudder overtook her at the same time Miller shouted her name in release.

Spent, Ana’s body collapsed against his.

“Ana,” Miller said a few minutes later.

“Hmmm?” she asked wearily.

“Let me take you to a hotel.”

“What?” she asked in surprise, straightening so her eyes could meet his.

“I want to do this right,” he said as he leaned forward and began to nibble on her earlobe.

Ana laughed as she felt blindly for her bra; she pulled the cotton fabric together and fastened the front clasp. “I think…that you did…it just right,” she told him.

He lifted his head and rested his hands on her face, his thumbs stroking her cheekbones. The gesture was enough to send a zinging straight to her core once again. God, was this normal? She’d just had the climax of a lifetime! More than one…she was quite certain. Could he actually make her come again?

“While I appreciate the compliment, let me assure you this wasn’t one of my finer moments,” he said huskily. “I want you in a bed, Ana. I want you on top of me…on all fours…I want you to be able to scream my name without the worry that anyone is going to hear you.”

“Miller,” she said hesitantly.

“I want to fuck you without the possibility of your ass being pierced with splinters,” he said dryly.

“Look,” she said. “I—“

“Ana…please.”

She froze in the middle of buttoning her shirt; the look in his eyes shocked her. His expression was so pleading, and Ana had the distinct feeling this man had never begged for anything in his entire life. But he was begging her.

And for the second time that night, Ana found herself unable to say no to him.