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s taught to keep every aspect of my life in check. From the smallest details to the most significant ones. An

ssive, almost too perfect for my parents' expectations. But all that contro

mid that strict, exhausting upbringing, I lost the ability to think for myself-to know what I truly want

ost important decision of my life

most precious thing I had. Not because I saw virginity as something sacred or untouchable, but because I didn't believe sex

agined. I met an irresistible man who, to my

es that make me sigh. But none of that compares to the elec

of concern in his voice that makes me won

wer honestly. Yes, I'm nerv

dull the heat building in my cheeks, trailing down

ut below us, breathtaking, a perfect backdrop for everything happening between

resses to my heated skin sends a full-body shiver down my spine. I let out a soft breath I c

running his tongue from my neck to my

eeling foolish for blushing so much over some

innocently, afraid I'll say the

tation. He frowns for just a seco

ike he's holding back his own urgency. "I'm all yours. But before w

ttle, shame washing over me. I don't want this mom

u walk away?" I say, barely above a

s, stunned-almost c

His hands run down his face, and I can see him wrestling with the gui

uses, and I can tell he has more to say. "But ar

ime to be special, romantic. And even though desire is eat

ced in my mind-clear, and I knew whatev