I touched her chin and pulled her lip free. “I love you too, Georgia.”

“I want you to make love to me.” A funny smile spread across her face like she was worried I’d say no.

I exhaled slowly and brushed my nose against hers. “I would love to make love to you, but only if you’re sure.”

She turned in my arms and rested her hands on my knees. “I am. After Brent, I couldn’t imagine having sex with anyone. I hated men for a while after him. At that point, it was easier to stay chaste than to open myself up to greater heartache. But then you came into my life.”

“It’s a big decision,” I told her before I grasped her face in my hands.

“I know.” Her eyes dipped down and she swallowed hard. “I know it’s a big decision. I’ve spent a long time thinking about it. I can think of no one more worthy than you.”

My grip increased and she melted into my touch. “Why me?”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before speaking. “Do you love me?”

“Yes.” I smiled, more to myself because her eyes hadn’t opened yet.

“I love you, too.” She opened her eyes and stared into mine. “No one has ever treated me like you do. You saved my life not so long ago. I know you’d do anything in your power to protect me and would never hurt me.”

“I’d never let anything happen to you. I’d give my life to save yours.”

“That’s the thing. I know you love me. Not because you tell me so, but because of how you treat me. I see it in your eyes every day. I even saw it that night when you pulled me out of my car. You were petrified.”

“God,” I said before sucking in a breath. “I can’t even explain how I felt that night. I was terrified and I couldn’t do anything to stop it from happening or help, Georgia.”

“But you did,” she said and shook her head. “You pulled me from the car, comforted me, and stayed with me until I was well enough to take care of myself.”

“Anyone would do that.”

She shook her head vigorously. “No, they wouldn’t, but you did. I want you to be my first.”

I kissed her long and deep, conveying everything I felt—joy, elation, horniness, hunger, and more love than I’d ever felt in my life.

When I broke the kiss, I told her, “I’d be honored to be your first.”

“Tonight,” she said before turning back around and facing the ocean.

I didn’t say anything, just pulled her close against me and stared at the sun as it disappeared below the horizon. My entire body was buzzing. Excited about what the night held, in awe of the beauty of Mother Nature and just having my girl in my arms. I was on top of the world and had everything I ever wanted.

***

She scooted closer and rested her hand on my leg. “I know you’re nervous, but I really want this.”

Reaching out, I cradled her face in my hand. “I’m not nervous. I just want to make sure you’re sure about this. There’s no turning back.”

“I’m sure.” She climbed into my lap. “I want you.”

The hard-on in my pants agreed. I thanked the Gods that she no longer had the cast. I wouldn’t want to deal with working around it and worrying about hurting her the first time. There were too many variables before this moment that complicated everything.

I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and brought her lips to mine. She moaned against my lips as my tongue swept inside her mouth, craving more of her sweetness.

She leaned into my kiss, bringing her body closer to mine. The heat from her pussy permeated my jeans, caressing my hardened cock. I grabbed her waist with my free hand, halting her movement when she started to grind against me.

I broke the kiss and stared into her soft, dark eyes. “Let me control this.”

I wouldn’t rush this. Having her ready and relaxed would be key in making this evening a complete success. As I stroked her skin with my finger, I could feel the nerves I had denied creeping up inside me.

I slid my hands down her body, cupped her ass, and squeezed. I inhaled her exhale, losing myself a little more with each sweep of my tongue. I lifted her from my lap, adjusting myself as I laid her down on the couch and rested myself on top of her.

My mouth slid down her jaw, finding the soft skin of her neck and tasting her flesh. I felt the thumping of her heartbeat under my lips as I kissed a trail down her throat. She shuddered, digging her claws into my back as I licked the thin veil of perspiration that covered her body.

She wrapped her legs around me, digging her heels into my back as she started to grind against me. Clearly I wouldn’t be able to stop her unless I used other means.

I inched down her body, breaking free from her hold. She whined, missing the contact as much as I did, but I didn’t let it stop me.

Trailing kisses from her throat to her collarbone, I paid particularly close attention to the muscle that connected her neck and shoulder. As soon as I sank my teeth into that spot, her back arched as she cried out.

I smirked against her skin. The V-neck dress she wore tonight gave me quick access. The buttons down the front made my life even easier as I started to pop them open one by one while I planted kisses against her naked flesh. Once they were undone, I pushed her dress to the sides, exposing her chest.

This was where she spilled the beans last time, telling me that we couldn’t do it because she was a virgin. If she did the same this time, I thought my head would explode.

Her tiny moans, almost sounding like a purr as my mouth found her nipple, caused me to hum my happiness, the vibration of my pleasure flowing from my lips into her skin.

I took my time, touching every inch of her body with my mouth, caressing her skin with my fingertips before I even thought about sticking my cock into her. I brought her close to the edge of orgasm time and time again, making her pant with need.

“Frisco,” she said, her voice laced with want.

“Shh, baby.” I sat up on my heels and stared down at her.

Lying before me almost naked, her body glistened from the lost climax. Her hair cascaded over the couch, her cheeks were bright pink, and her lips were slightly parted as she sucked in air.

When I stood from the couch, she whined, but I shook my head as I started to undo my pants. “I’m not done with you yet, Georgia.”

Before I inched my jeans down my legs, I grabbed the condom I’d placed in my back pocket before leaving my house. She watched as I placed the condom between my teeth.

I pulled my shirt over my head, kicked off my boots, and lost my jeans in a hurry. Her nakedness had my dick aching for relief. I couldn’t wait any longer to feel myself inside of her.

“Sit up,” I told her after I tossed my boxers in a pile on top of my other clothes.

She did as I asked without saying a word. I took a step forward, leaned down, and scooped her into my arms. There was no way that I’d let her lose her virginity on her couch. I nestled my face into her neck as I carried her to her bedroom.

Sliding her down my body, I placed her feet on the floor and gave her another chance to back out. “You’re sure?” I asked, praying she wouldn’t change her mind.

“I’m sure.” She stood before me with her arms down at her sides, looking up at me.

I nodded, touching the straps of her opened dress and pushing them down her arms.

As the dress fell to the floor, she exhaled. “Are you?” she asked, staring up at me through her veiled lashes.

“I am.” My voice was confident; I almost believed it myself as I tore the condom wrapper open.

I’d give my left leg to feel her without the piece of latex between us. But I would never ask that of her.

“Is it going to hurt?” She gnawed on her lip.

“I think you’ll be okay,” I told her as I slid the condom down my cock. “But I’ll go slow.”

Fuck, I didn’t know. I didn’t have a pussy. I knew it wasn’t going to hurt for me. It would be the most glorious feeling to slide deep into her sweet, tight cunt.