We walked into City and Suzy’s on time. Georgia had gotten a little frisky in the car; her newfound freedom of being cast-free had turned her into a tiger and had almost made us late.

The Gallos, the guys of ALFA PI, and our friends from the Neon Cowboy were there.

“We were getting worried about you,” Sunshine said, approaching Georgia with open arms and just about ignoring me. “You look…”

“Don’t say it,” Georgia warned her and laughed.

“Slut,” Sunshine said and wrapped her arms around Georgia’s neck. The ladies hugged each other and continued laughing.

“What are we celebrating?” Georgia asked when they finally let go of each other.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Sunshine told her before giving me a wicked smile.

“Do you know what this is about?” Georgia glanced up at me.

“No. This is all them. I swear.”

She placed her hand on my chest and laughed. “’Cause if you were planning to pop the question in front of all these people, I’d have to kick you in the balls.”

I swallowed hard, and in a way, I felt sad that she even thought I would do it here in front of everyone. “No, babe. Tonight has nothing to do with us.”

“Good.” She adjusted my tie and tightened it. “’Cause there would be pain involved if you did.”

City had called a couple of days ago and invited us over for a barbecue. He said there would be friends and family and that we’d be celebrating, but he didn’t elaborate and I didn’t push.

Mrs. Gallo finally broke the silence. “Why don’t you just tell us already? The suspense is killing me.”

City and Sunshine glanced at each other and laughed.

“You tell them.”

“No, you tell them, sugar.”

“For fuck’s sake, one of you better start talking,” Izzy demanded.

City nodded at Suzy. She covered her face, slowly shaking it back and forth.

Mike stood behind his wife Mia with his hands clasped over her stomach. “Spill the damn secret.”

“We’re pregnant,” Sunshine said and bounced from foot to foot.

Mrs. Gallo leaned forward and looked like she might tip. “You are?”

“We are.” City pulled Sunshine against his side.

“With twins,” Sunshine added before she grimaced.

Mr. Gallo paled. “Twins?”

“Twins,” City repeated and kissed the top of Sunshine’s head.

“Oh my God. I couldn’t be more excited.” Mrs. Gallo practically vibrated in her chair.

“For fuck’s sake,” Bear complained and glanced toward the ceiling. “Haven’t you people heard of birth control?”

Tank slapped him on the back of the head. “Shut the fuck up.”

“Hit me again,” Bear challenged with a smirk.

“When are they due?” Max asked, rubbing her belly. She’d had a baby recently, but she was barely showing the aftereffects.

“In six months.”

Mrs. Gallo’s mouth fell open. “Six months?” she whispered.

City puffed out his chest. “Yep.”

“Do you know the sex?” Thomas asked.

Sunshine started to laugh. She covered her mouth, trying to hide her excitement. “We found out yesterday.”

Izzy put her head in her hands. “Oh God, no! It’s so unfair.”

“What is, babe?” James asked, wrapping his arm around his wife.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and frowned. “They’re having girls. I can tell. Why the hell do I have boys and they get girls?”

“Karma,” Anthony stated flatly. “We all got the shit end of the stick.”

City threw a sugar packet at Anthony, but he dodged it, letting it drop to the floor. “Speak for yourself, bro.”

Mrs. Gallo began to cry. “There are so many babies. I swear I’m the luckiest lady in the world.” Her lip trembled when she wiped away her tears. “I’m so blessed.”

“Congrats, son.”

“All this sweetness,” Georgia whispered in my ear. “It makes me long for the days when we have a family.”

“You want a family with me?”

We hadn’t talked a ton about marriage, but I already knew I’d be popping the question. I’d never loved anyone like I did her. My entire life, I’d searched for someone to be my equal and never thought it was possible. Until the day I met her.

Even though I tried to push her away, coming up with bullshit excuses, she was the one for me.

I’d pop the question, but it would be a surprise. I wanted it to be on my terms. I already had a ring waiting to slide on her finger at home, but I wouldn’t do it until the moment felt right.

“I want lots of babies,” she said, rubbing my cheek with her hand.

“Lots?” I swallowed hard, feeling my mouth go dry.

“Lots.” She giggled. “I want to sit around a table like this someday with our children.”

I looked around. She was right. Thinking this could be us with our kids someday made my body warm. Being an only child had left a sour taste in my mouth, and I’d do everything in my power not to do the same to my children.

“Anything you want, babe.”

“You two better hurry up and have boys. I want our kids to get married,” Sunshine blurted.

City laughed and gave me a sympathetic look. “Sugar, let’s not push things.”

She rubbed his belly, making giant circles with her hand. “Shush it.”

“Woman, don’t make me teach you a lesson,” he warned her with a smug grin.

“You know I love when you teach me things,” she said playfully.

“I love you,” I whispered in Georgia’s ear.

“Love you too,” she whispered back and settled in the crook of my arm.

I spent the rest of the barbecue thinking about our future and the perfect way to make her mine forever.

When we left, I knew where I wanted to take her. It had been forever since I’d watched the sun setting over the Gulf of Mexico, and I wanted to experience it with her.

She nestled between my legs on the sand and stroked my knee. “Frisco, I’ve been thinking.”

I had one hand wrapped around her belly and held her close. “What’s up?”

She peered up at me with a soft smile. “I’m ready?”

I glanced down, completely confused. “For?”

She didn’t mean that. No. It couldn’t be. We’d been together for almost two months and we rarely spoke about it. I knew when the moment was right she’d tell me, but there was no way I’d push it on her.

“I love you so much,” she said and bit her lip.

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.

I stepped forward, wrapping my arm around her body and bringing her lips to mine. Slowly, I led her backward toward the bed, the room illuminated by nothing but moonlight, our mouths connected as we moved.

When her body flattened against the mattress, I crawled between her legs, laying my dick flat against her pussy.

She moaned and broke the kiss. “Are you any good at this?” She grinned.

I laughed, caught off guard by her question. I couldn’t believe she’d asked that. “I’m pretty damn good.”

She ran her fingernails up my back as she stared up at me. “Just good, or great?”

I shook my head, trying to control my laughter. “You’re going to bust my chops when I’m about to stick my cock in you? Really?”

Although Georgia was young, she had an attitude that could rival any woman I’d ever met. She didn’t mince words, and she sure as fuck wasn’t timid.

“I’m just sayin’ that I’ll remember this night for my entire life. I hope it’s good, because I’d hate to remember you as being the one who didn’t live up to the hype.”

I sat up on my heels and stared down at her, dumbfounded. My dick wasn’t fazed by her comments. It twitched, aching to get closer to her pussy. “I’m going to fuck you so good that no other man will ever satisfy you.”

Her smirk turned into a smile. “I like the sound of that.”

I positioned myself over her again, but this time I didn’t kiss her. I trapped her nipple between my teeth, flicking it with my tongue until she moaned and her body began to shudder. When she started to pant and rub herself against me, I knew she was ready.

Grabbing my shaft, I slid the tip of my dick through her wetness, coating it. I knew she could take me.

As I nudged her opening with my cock, she tensed.

“You okay?” I asked, leaving the tip against her.

“Yeah.” She wrapped her legs around my back.

“Just relax.”

“I’m trying, but if you keep talking, I may change my mind.”

“Fuck, you’re so damn bossy.” I started to push the tip of my cock inside her.

She hissed, her pussy clamping down against the tip. “Fuck,” she muttered after her legs jerked.

“Got any other smart shit to say?”

“Nope.” She shook her head. “I’m a big girl. Give me your best.”

“Babe, if I did that, I’d break your pussy for a lifetime.”

“Oh.” Her eyes roamed my face. “Okay. Well… Um…”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to make sure you feel so good that you’ll beg me for more.”

I had been known to be confident, but the bullshit coming out of my mouth was a bit much. She wouldn’t know the difference. I knew I was good in bed. I’d never had a complaint, and women asked me to fuck them again. I didn’t know why with her I made myself out to be larger than life.

Instead of putting my lips back on her breast, I kissed her. I figured it was the best way to stop her from talking. I eased the tip back out and began to stroke her clit with it. Gliding it back and forth, I brought her close to the brink of orgasm again. Too much time had passed since we’d been in the living room. I needed to have her on the edge, with nothing on her mind but getting fucked.

When her body began to tremble and she pushed her pussy against me, I took the cue and nudged her opening once again. This time she didn’t tense.

As I pushed inside her, I captured her gasps and swallowed them. Her body adjusted to my intrusion as I pushed deeper. Once fully seated, I stopped moving and gave her a moment to get used to the feel of my hard length inside of her.

Hell, I needed to give myself a time-out so I didn’t come in thirty seconds. It wasn’t that her pussy was so tight that I was going to lose it—it was the fact I was fucking Georgia that had me teetering on the edge.

I toyed with her nipple and kissed her until she relaxed.

“Okay?” I asked against her lips.

“I think so,” she murmured into my mouth.

“If I hurt you, just tell me.” I prayed that if she uttered those words, I’d be able to stop myself.

I slowly pulled out, letting her insides get the feel of my cock.

Jesus, please don’t let me come.

I pushed back in with a little more force and felt the air vanish from my lungs. “Fuck,” I said into her mouth as my arms began to shake.

My entire body was overcome with so many sensations and feelings that I thought I’d collapse on top of her. I reared back, trying to steady my breath and find the strength to go forward.

Georgia moaned into my mouth, digging her fingernails into my skin with each stroke of my dick. The sounds weren’t those of pain but of complete and total pleasure.

I trailed my lips down her jaw to her neck, making it easier for me to hear her pleasure. I wanted to memorize every sound she made, the small gasps and stolen breaths—they were mine.

Her pulse beat against my lips as I peppered her throat with kisses. My dick grew harder, which I would’ve thought was impossible, but it proved me wrong. I kept my pace, trying to maintain a steady rhythm as I fucked her.

The importance of the event wasn’t lost on me. Maybe I was a fool.

When I felt my balls about to crawl up my throat, I dipped my head down and captured her nipple between my teeth. I wanted more than anything to bring her to climax at the same time I did.

Finding all the strength I could muster, I balanced myself on one arm. I licked my fingers, wetting the tips before I placed them between us. I worried that the pain and nerves from it being her first time might make it harder for her to relax enough to come.

Gently, I stroked her clit, rubbing my fingers around the hardened nub in tiny circles. I focused on her breathing and mine, speeding up as her gasps increased and her body began to tremble.

“That’s it, baby.” I tightened the circle and applied a little more pressure with my fingertips.

“Oh,” she moaned, pressing her head into the pillow. Her mouth fell open and her eyes fluttered shut as she got lost in the moment.

“Let go.” I felt my orgasm about to rip through my system.

As her body grew rigid, her breathing faltered. I increased my pace, driving her over the edge with me. Our joint moans sounded like a chorus as we rode the wave of pleasure together. Both of our bodies shuddered and jerked in unison.

Her pussy contracted around my cock, squeezing the life out of it in the most delicious way. As she sucked in a breath, I slowed my pace.

Our bodies, covered in sweat, slid against each other as we drew in ragged breaths.

“Fuck me,” I whispered against her neck after my arm gave out and I collapsed. In all honesty, it had been the best damn orgasm of my life.

“Gimme a minute,” she said, running her fingers through my hair.

I chuckled when my insides flipped. “I’m the one who needs a minute.”

As my dick softened, I let it slide out naturally. I rolled off her, pulling her in my arms. “Are you okay?”

She nuzzled into my side and glanced up at me. “I couldn’t be better.”

I pulled her closer. “Thank God.”

Her fingers traced the ridges of my stomach muscles. “Was I okay?” she asked in a small voice.

“Were you worried?”

“Well, was I?”

“Georgia, was I okay?”

“You were fantastic.” She smiled up at me. “Not that I can compare it to anyone else.” She laughed.

I shook my head as my face softened. “You were amazing. There’s really no wrong way to have sex.”

“I thought there was,” she said.

“I don’t know about that, but I do know you were amazing, G.”

“Good.” She bit her lip. “Maybe you’ll want to do it again. I think I need to practice.”

I laughed softly at first before it grew louder and I held my stomach. That was the thing about Georgia. She kept me on my toes and a smile on my face.