should have told me,” he gasped out.
When she opened her eyes, the expression on his face tore her heart in two. He looked lost, alone—confused, as if he’d expected one thing and gotten another.
Paige’s heart dropped. “Told you what? Have I done something wrong?”
“You’re a virgin.” He seemed angry, intense.
Shock momentarily stole her voice. “I can’t be.”
He groaned as she moved beneath him. “Trust me, you are.
Were.”
“I’ve been with one man. He, um…” She could feel her face turning red as she struggled to say it. “He barely started before he was finished.”
Meaning he’d started to enter her body, and then stiffened as his climax hit him. Her first sexual experience had been over before it ever really began. Which meant he’d not taken her virginity as she’d always thought. He’d only started the job. Alexei had just now completed it.
Alexei’s expression changed, grew fierce suddenly. But it wasn’t the kind of fierce that scared her. Or at least notin a bad way. No, it was an intense, possessive, determined kind of look that said he wasn’t about to quit until they were completely, thoroughly finished.
“My God, Paige,” he said. “Just when I think you cannot surprise me any more than you already have.”
His mouth came down on hers, hot, possessive. She relaxed into his kiss for only a moment before he set her body on fire with his own. He was gloriously hard, moving, his body showing no signs of being done.
Her heart soared. This was really happening, they were really making love—it wasn’t going to end with him apologizing, grabbing his clothes, leaving her alone and wondering what the hell had just happened.
She couldn’t think of anything but him as the wave caught her and tossed her higher than she’d ever been.
She learned very quickly how to shift her hips up to meet him, how to open herself to him, and how to prolong her pleasure and stave off the inevitable—but only for so long, because Alexei was relentless, driving her toward a completion more intense than any she’d experienced before now.
When her orgasm hit her this time, she couldn’t hold back the scream that had pooled at the base of her throat. Vaguely she was aware that he followed her over the edge. Moments later he rolled over, taking her with him until she was lying on top of him, his body still buried deep inside hers.
Instinctively she knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
N OTHING HAD GONE the way he’d expected. Alexei lay beneath her, wondering what in the hell had just happened to him. Everything had spiraled out of control the instant he’d kissed her in the sleigh. He had not meant to move so fast.
He’d intended a slower seduction, perhaps unfolding over the next few days. And he’d intended to get inside her head, to have her open up to him and trust him before they went to bed.
He’d intended, bastard that he was, to make her think he was falling for her. Paige Barnes was the kind of woman who should be eating out of his hand.
And yet she was not. Nor did she seem likely to.
Which, paradoxically, might explain this intense attraction he felt toward her. She was so much more than he’d expected, and every moment he spent with her only increased his fascination.
My God, she’d still been a virgin. He hadn’t counted on that at all. Guilt stabbed him in the gut. She’d trusted him enough to give him her virginity, and all he’d intended was to take advantage of her.
But how could he have known? He’d entered her so easily that he’d barely noticed the slight resistance until he’d broken through it. Then he’d been blown away.
She’d turned the tables on him with her sweet innocenceand earthy sexuality. The contrast between the two fascinated him. Compelled him. Even before he’d known she was still a virgin, he’d wanted her like he couldn’t remember ever wanting another woman in recent memory.
Or ever?
Alexei
When she opened her eyes, the expression on his face tore her heart in two. He looked lost, alone—confused, as if he’d expected one thing and gotten another.
Paige’s heart dropped. “Told you what? Have I done something wrong?”
“You’re a virgin.” He seemed angry, intense.
Shock momentarily stole her voice. “I can’t be.”
He groaned as she moved beneath him. “Trust me, you are.
Were.”
“I’ve been with one man. He, um…” She could feel her face turning red as she struggled to say it. “He barely started before he was finished.”
Meaning he’d started to enter her body, and then stiffened as his climax hit him. Her first sexual experience had been over before it ever really began. Which meant he’d not taken her virginity as she’d always thought. He’d only started the job. Alexei had just now completed it.
Alexei’s expression changed, grew fierce suddenly. But it wasn’t the kind of fierce that scared her. Or at least notin a bad way. No, it was an intense, possessive, determined kind of look that said he wasn’t about to quit until they were completely, thoroughly finished.
“My God, Paige,” he said. “Just when I think you cannot surprise me any more than you already have.”
His mouth came down on hers, hot, possessive. She relaxed into his kiss for only a moment before he set her body on fire with his own. He was gloriously hard, moving, his body showing no signs of being done.
Her heart soared. This was really happening, they were really making love—it wasn’t going to end with him apologizing, grabbing his clothes, leaving her alone and wondering what the hell had just happened.
She couldn’t think of anything but him as the wave caught her and tossed her higher than she’d ever been.
She learned very quickly how to shift her hips up to meet him, how to open herself to him, and how to prolong her pleasure and stave off the inevitable—but only for so long, because Alexei was relentless, driving her toward a completion more intense than any she’d experienced before now.
When her orgasm hit her this time, she couldn’t hold back the scream that had pooled at the base of her throat. Vaguely she was aware that he followed her over the edge. Moments later he rolled over, taking her with him until she was lying on top of him, his body still buried deep inside hers.
Instinctively she knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
N OTHING HAD GONE the way he’d expected. Alexei lay beneath her, wondering what in the hell had just happened to him. Everything had spiraled out of control the instant he’d kissed her in the sleigh. He had not meant to move so fast.
He’d intended a slower seduction, perhaps unfolding over the next few days. And he’d intended to get inside her head, to have her open up to him and trust him before they went to bed.
He’d intended, bastard that he was, to make her think he was falling for her. Paige Barnes was the kind of woman who should be eating out of his hand.
And yet she was not. Nor did she seem likely to.
Which, paradoxically, might explain this intense attraction he felt toward her. She was so much more than he’d expected, and every moment he spent with her only increased his fascination.
My God, she’d still been a virgin. He hadn’t counted on that at all. Guilt stabbed him in the gut. She’d trusted him enough to give him her virginity, and all he’d intended was to take advantage of her.
But how could he have known? He’d entered her so easily that he’d barely noticed the slight resistance until he’d broken through it. Then he’d been blown away.
She’d turned the tables on him with her sweet innocenceand earthy sexuality. The contrast between the two fascinated him. Compelled him. Even before he’d known she was still a virgin, he’d wanted her like he couldn’t remember ever wanting another woman in recent memory.
Or ever?
Alexei
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