“Lars,” she says, just louder than a whisper.

Her eyes close as she succumbs to my lips more urgently exploring her face, her forehead, the tender skin of her eyelids.

“Tell me how you found me, Lars.”

“Easy,” I murmur between kisses. “I’m a cop. It’s what I do.”

She turns her face up to me, and my lips find hers.

The sweetness of her is building a roaring fire of desire in me, and I want to kiss her harder.

But dammit, I gotta go slow with this one. Her size and her inexperience compel me to. I don’t want to hurt her.

She puts a hand on my chest, and this simple gesture brings a low moan out of me.

Both of my hands grip her hair before I can stop myself. I feel her gasp, but she does not press me away.

Her kiss grows deeper and I tease her mouth open for me. I growl when she welcomes my tongue. Pleasure swells as we taste each other.

She grips the front of my shirt and she opens her mouth wider and moans for me.

I break the kiss, which surprises her, and we both open our eyes.

“My little Tink. Do you have any idea what your little noises are doing to me?”

She examines my face and I see her swallow. “What am I doing?”

I growl and grip her hair a little tighter. I grit into her ear, “You’re making my dick so hard I’m gonna blast a hole through these jeans any minute.”

Her eyes flash and she gives me a wicked grin. “What about what you’re doing to me? I can feel myself dripping right through this jersey of yours.”

She tightens her thighs around my hips. I claim her mouth with mine, more forcefully than before. I thrust my tongue in deeply, reaching all the way to the back of her throat.

Her hands go to the front of my jeans. My cock twitches and I grunt into her mouth.

She palms my cock and spreads her fingers to gauge its length and girth.

I don’t see how her body could possibly become slick enough to fit me.

“Sweetheart, I want you so bad, but I’m afraid I could hurt you, you’re so damn delicate.”

She grips my cock harder and I have to call on every shred of restraint not to flip her over and have my way with her pussy.

“I may be small, but I’m not going to break. Well, in a manner of speaking I guess I will, since technically I’m still a virgin…”

I grit my teeth and remind myself that not only is she a virgin, she’s also been through trauma and, like me, is in desperate need of sleep.

“Baby, we both need some sleep to get our heads right before that happens. Trust me?”

She nods, but I can tell she’s not convinced.

I lift her off the counter and carry her to the bed. When I set her down she averts her eyes and swallows. This pitiful look on her face, like I’ve abandoned her, kills me.

“We can go slow,” she says.

I lift the covers and gesture for her to slide her body under the blankets. She obeys, and I smile when I see she has fallen into my pattern of wanting to keep the physical connection going at all times; while I peel off my clothes, she strokes my body with one foot.

I slide in next to her. “Baby, when it comes to you, my cock doesn’t have a slow speed.”

I close in on my girl. I sniff her hair again, and dammit I just can’t place that aroma. Is it honeysuckle? No. But it’s so good.

“But,” she starts.

“No buts,” I reply.

I slide up behind her and ask her to lie on her side so we can spoon. “I won’t be able to sleep if I don’t have your maximum surface area pressed against me at all times. This is your life now. Understand?”

“Yes,” she says, meekly. “But.”

“But what, baby?”

She sighs. “I’m embarrassed.”

“About what?”

“Well, you got me so worked up I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.”

I chuckle and inhale her hair deeply.

“Being too aroused to sleep is nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about.”

I glide my hand down the small curve of her hip, remembering that she’s bare under that jersey.

“Nobody’s ever made me feel this way before.”

“Are you telling me you’ve never even had an orgasm before? Not even by yourself?”

She shakes her head no but says nothing. “I’ve looked at stuff on the internet, but I’ve just never bothered trying to do things…on my own.”

The degree to which this woman is untouched has me astounded and aroused; I’m stiffer than morning wood right now. Fuck.

I slide my hand under the jersey and feel the soft skin of her ass. She sighs and attempts to roll over on her back to face me, but I tell her to stay exactly where she is.

“I’m gonna make you float off on a cloud off to sleep, baby girl, and you won’t have to do a damn thing,” I murmur into her neck.

My hand slides up to her breast, and her breath catches as I gently squeeze it. I make her moan a little by rolling her nipple between my thumb and index finger, turning it into a tight little bud.

She reaches her hand behind her and touches the fly on my boxer briefs. “Slow your roll, baby. Let me take care of you.”

“Hmm,” she sighs, reluctantly taking her hand away.

I weave the fingers of my other hand through her light golden locks. My other hand leaves her breast and trails downward, memorizing her ribcage, the hourglass bend in her tiny waist, her sweet navel, and finally cupping her sweet, soft little mound.

“Has a man ever touched you here before?”

She whimpers, “No, just you, Lars.”

There’s a little gasp of surprise when my fingers explore her soft, short hairs. She opens up to me, her leg coming up to hook around my waist. God, it’s going to take everything in me to not pick her up and sheath myself in her warmth completely.

I slide my fingers into her softest, tenderest place. She sucks in a breath and says my name. “Lars, that feels so good.”

I growl into her hair, “Your pussy is mine, little Tink.” She whimpers as my fingers explore her folds. She moans when I slip one finger gently inside of her. Her walls clamp down on my finger, and I feel her sweetness dripping away. Her hips arc back against me, pressing her ass against my dick.

“Your pussy is so fucking tight, Wendy. Let me stretch you out a little.”

She moans her approval and I sink another finger inside. It doesn’t take long before both fingers are soaked in her juices. My fingers massage and stretch her walls. Her moans are getting louder. She presses her hips back so tightly that my dick is now sandwiched in her ass cheeks.

I’m done for.

“Your ass is playing with fire, Tink,” I say.

“I’m not scared of you, cop,” she says huskily.

Fuck.

My fingers pull out of her and find her clit, and she sucks in her breath and yells, “Holy shit!”

I start to rub my dick up and down against her ass because…I just can’t not do it. She’s panting and trembling as I’m massaging slow circles around her tight button.

“Tink…” I bite out as I’m grinding against her backside. “Tell me again I’m the first to touch you like this.”

“You’re the first. You saved me and I saved myself for just you.”

“Yes, baby.”

“Say my name,” she breathes.

I press down on her clit and say, “You’re mine. I saved you for me, and nobody else gets this pussy after me, do you understand? I said do you understand, Wendy?”

When she hears her name, she screams her climax. I join her by streaming jets of hot cum inside my briefs, gripping her body tight.

I moan into her hair. “Fuck!” Although I regret spilling my seed anywhere other than inside this amazing woman, the relief is so welcome. Just holding her in my arms as she rides out the waves of her orgasm makes me overwhelmed with gratitude.

Then it hits me. That scent I’m getting from her hair.

It’s suddenly very vivid.

When she’s finished, and her breathing returns to normal, I suck her juices off my fingers. It’s confirmed.

As exhaustion finally takes hold of me, I let out the sigh of a large, sleepy canine and can only get out one phrase: “Orange blossom.”

That night, I dream about running through my grandmother’s orange tree orchards, a place we visited every spring when I was a child. That place was the home of my best childhood memories. I would climb the trees when I wasn’t supposed to, and I would fall and hurt myself at least once a day. But I didn’t mind. I couldn’t stay away from that smell.

And now it’s come full circle. I’ve never known where I fit in this world. And now that I’ve found my Wendy, I’ve finally fallen all the way down, landed safely and come home. I can finally sleep.