Celine’s laughter is contagious. I’ve learned this in the last few days. She’s also crazy funny.

“You really should consider comedy,” I tell her, as she tells a story with such perfect timing that I can just see her writing scripts for sitcoms.

“Now who’s being funny,” she teases, bumping her shoulder against mine as we eat takeaway Chinese on my couch in my penthouse.

Things are just that easy between us. True to my word, I didn’t make her hold up her end of the contract. We haven’t had sex. But it’s been right at the front of my mind every single day I’ve spent with her this week. Which is every day.

I want her. Badly. But I’m also enjoying getting to know her. Something I don’t take the time to do. And I’m finding that it’s fun, this whole dating thing. At least it is with her. She’s just as amazing as I suspected.

We finish up dinner, and I carry everything into the kitchen to throw it out and grab a bottle of wine.

Celine follows me into the kitchen, but when I top off her glass, she just sets it down on the marble countertop and turns to me.

“Wes,” she begins, nerves evident in the shake of her voice.

“What is it?” I ask, setting my own glass down and pulling her toward me, resting my hands on the curve of her hips.

She relaxes into me as if we’ve been doing this forever, as if she’s totally comfortable with me. “I think we need to talk about this.”

“This?” I pretend I don’t know what she means.

“Us.”

And fuck, I love the sound of that. Never thought that was something I’d want to hear. But from Celine, it sounds like something I’ve been missing out on.

“What about us?” I ask, pulling her closer.

She bites her lip, and I want to kiss the worried expression right off her face. Even though I’ve yet to even kiss her. Another first. I want her to know that I don’t expect anything from her other than what I said.

She blows out a breath. “I want to give you my virginity.”

My eyebrows fly up. “We talked about this. You don’t owe me anything.”

She fixes her gaze on me, the shy girl nowhere to be seen tonight. “I said I want to.”

“We can do that. When you’re ready.”

“Tonight,” she says.

And fuck, I’m instantly hard. It’s taken everything in me not to strip this girl down and toss her on my bed and fuck her brains out yet. And here she is offering it up to me.

I can’t argue with that.

Lifting a hand to her face, I push her hair back, trailing my hand down the long column of her neck, past her collarbone to the dip between her tits. I watch her face the whole time, loving how her mouth drops open, how her chest heaves as her breath catches.

I dip my head down, needing to taste those lips that have tempted me for days. I brush my mouth across hers, lightly at first, feeling her fingers tighten and dig into my shoulder.

She sighs, and I nearly come undone at the sweetness of it. This girl has me acting like I’ve never acted before. Wanting to make this special for her. But I also have a real need to just drive right into her and take what I want.

That need takes hold, and I deepen the kiss, dipping into her warm mouth with my tongue, thrusting against hers in a preview of what I intend to do to her pussy.

She moans, kissing me back, and I scoop her up and carry her into my bedroom.

“I’m going to make you cum, Celine. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers and make you cum all over my hand. And when I’m done, I’m going to fuck you with my mouth and make you cum all over my face. And when you think you can’t take it anymore, I’m going to fuck your pussy and make you cum all over my cock.”

Her eyes widen as she stares at me in shock, but I know she likes the way I’m talking to her because those eyes are full of desire, and I can see her nipples straining against the thin fabric of her shirt.

I grin. “You like that, don’t you? When I talk dirty. You want me to make you cum, baby?”

“Yes,” rips from her throat on a strangled gasp.

Hell yeah.

Setting her on my bed, I wrap her legs around my waist and just kiss her. Enjoying the way our tongues play against each other.

But soon it’s not enough. For her either. She fumbles with the buttons of my shirt until she has them all undone, spreading my shirt and running her hands all over my chest, exploring.

She drives me so wild I almost forget that she’s never done this before. But then she’s tugging at my pants as well, an urgency taking over her.

I chuckle against her lips. “Aren’t you the eager one?”

She nods, mumbling, “Want you. Need you.”

I groan as her hand finds its way down and wraps around my cock. “Fuck, Celeste. You make me so crazy. I want you so bad.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Well, okay then. I pull back and stare at her for a minute. Gorgeous.

Slowly, I pull her shirt up and over her head, then unzip her pants and tug them down over her hips, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Pink lace. Sweet. Just like her.

Then because I promised I’d make her cum again and again, I get to it, dipping my thumb into her panties and dragging it through her folds. She’s soaked. For me.

I groan as I continue to stroke her, circling her clit gently until she’s writhing on the bed in front of me. I push her down onto her back and peel the panties from her, returning immediately to her perfect pussy.

“You ready for this, baby?” I ask, wanting her to be prepared. When I look up at her face, I expect there to be some apprehension, but all I see is straight up lust and need.

“Please,” she begs.

All I need to hear. I press a finger into her slick heat, and it slips right in because she’s So. Fucking. Wet.

A gasp flies from her mouth as she wiggles on the bed. Gently, I push in further, massaging and caressing her velvet walls, loving how her eyes flutter closed and her needy whimper floats through the air.

I continue circling her clit, then add a finger, slowly thrusting in and out as I finger fuck her, just like I told her. She’s so tight. So tight. I can’t wait to bury my cock in that tight heat. But first I have to get her ready for me.

Reaching up to her tits, I flick her nipple, then lower my head and suck on it through the lacy bra. She arches against me, panting, and I bite down gently. That does it. She explodes, her pussy gripping my fingers, convulsing around them as I continue to pump into her while she cums.

Celine looks at me with wide eyes when I finally withdraw my fingers. With a smirk, I lift them to my mouth and suck them until I’ve licked every bit of her sweetness off them.

Her eyes go even darker. She likes it. My sweet little virgin has a naughty side that she’s just discovering. And I’m ready to show her just how naughty we can get.