Chapter 15

Paisley sits on my bed wide-eyed. I know my thoughts are irrational, but I'm not a rational person when I'm around her. Hearing the word love rolling off her lips took me right back to the edge.

"Who were you talking to, princess?" I stalk over toward her.

She places her phone down on the nightstand. It's a piece of junk. I need to get her a new one. One that I have some level of control over. I know it's fucked up, but I'll feel better if I know she's protected.

"June," she whispers absently, her eyes roaming over my bare chest. I hadn't taken any clean clothes with me into the bathroom. All I have on is a towel wrapped around my waist. "I like your chest hair." Her mouth falls open. "I ah, don't know why I just said that!" Paisley covers her face with her hands.

"So you don't like it?" I chuckle. The more she speaks, the more I back away from that edge.

Of course she was speaking to June. Paisley isn't the kind of girl that would let you kiss her if she was in love with another man. No, she's not a liar like I am. Even if she doesn't believe that I am. That shit cut deep.

Paisley adorably peeks out from between her fingers. I love how shy she is at times. It reminds me of how innocent she truly is. Of the sheltered life she was shipped off to have. I'd be a liar if I didn't admit that her innocence isn't a major fucking turn-on, but everything about my little princess is. I'm drawn to her.

Unfortunately, the life I've led over the years vastly differs from her upbringing and is far from innocent. I've gotten a front row seat to some of the most fucked-up shit. Seen things that will forever haunt me when I close my eyes. I want to soak her innocence into me. Devour it and eat her whole.

"It's just—" One of her delicate shoulders shrugs as she lowers her hands from her face. "Normally in magazines or whatever, men have no hair on their chest, and it's all oily looking. You're like, ah, like—" With each word, her cheeks turn pinker. God I love that blush of hers. "A real man." Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip. "It's really hot."

An image of her on her knees begging to wrap her mouth around my cock flashes through my mind. I need to get my shit together. Her telling me she thinks I'm hot is not helping.

I'm far from a pretty boy. I think Cole might fall into that category. Before now, I have never given it much thought. But I'm finding that I want her to want me. That there's nothing I wouldn't do to have her for the rest of my life.

"Touch me," I order her. She takes too long. I grab her wrists, bringing her hands to my chest. "Don't be shy, princess. I already made you come."

Paisley spreads her fingers out against my chest. I let go of her wrist, wanting her to explore for herself. I have a feeling she's never done this. Even when I kissed her, she was tentative, not sure what to do. That only stoked the fire inside me for her.

"Earlier…" Her soft tongue trails down my chest to my stomach. "You made me—" She ducks her head. I grab her chin and make her eyes meet mine. No fucking way is she hiding from me right now. I want to see all of her. I won't miss a damn thing when it comes to her.

"Come? Orgasm," I fill in for her. My dick is so hard now it's painful. I came while in the gym and again in the shower, but you'd think it's been years since I got off.

"Yeah." Again she licks that fucking plump bottom lip of hers. My cock is begging me to slide between her lips. I brush my thumb across her bottom lip, still keeping a hold of her jaw. "What about you? You didn't—" I press my thumb into her mouth.

Paisley doesn't try to stop me. No, instead she closes her mouth around it, her tongue swiping across it. I groan, closing my eyes. She is making the fantasy too fucking real. When her fingers brush up against the top of the towel I have wrapped around my waist, my eyes fly open.

"Don't," I snap, harder than I mean to, making her eyes widen. She jerks her hands back, releasing my thumb from her mouth. I want to kick my own ass. The look of disappointment on her face is unbearable. "Not because I don't want you to. Because believe me, I want your mouth on me more than I want my next breath," I quickly add, never wanting her to think for a second that I don't want her.

"I don't understand." She pouts, making her look even more desirable. I'm not sure how that's possible.

"You come first. In every way." Her brow furrows.

"Is it because it's my first time giving a blowjob and you think I won't be good at it?" She slaps her hand over her mouth. I'm not gonna survive her innocence. She's trying to kill me.

I want nothing more than to lay her out in front of me, spread her legs wide, and drive my cock deep inside of her. It takes every bit of my self-control to stop myself.

"No, it's because I know if you touch my cock, that I'll end up balls deep inside of you, and you're not ready for that. Like I said, you come first." I watch as the realization dawns on her. That pink hue creeping back into her cheeks.

"What if I want that?" Fucking hell.

I want to pounce on her. Pin her to the bed and give her what she wants. I can't. Not yet, anyway. I'm already a bastard for deceiving her. I don't need to dig my grave any deeper. I can, however, get her to fall in love with me. That would make it hard for her to leave when she finds out why I really came into her life.

I drop to my knees in front of her, making our eyes level. I place my hand on the back of her neck and pull her toward me. "We'll get there. But right now, I need to taste you."

I don't give her a chance to protest. I press my mouth against hers. Paisley melts into me. I wrap my arm around her waist and stand, never breaking the kiss. I move us both onto the bed, coming down over her. I break the kiss and pull her shirt off. I need her naked. To see every fucking inch of her.

She doesn"t try to stop me when I strip all of her clothes from her, leaving her naked in the center of my bed with me between her spread legs. My mouth goes to her breast as I take a handful of the other. She's so damn soft.

Paisley lets out a whimper when I suck harder on her nipple. I can't help but groan as I suckle on her hungrily. I slip my hand down between us, sliding my finger into her soaked pussy.

A loud gasp leaves her, and she lifts her hips to push my finger deeper. I growl against her tit in satisfaction at how badly she wants this. I pump my finger in and out of her. My cock aches desperately, wanting to replace my finger. Paisley is so damn tight, though. It's going to be a fight to get into her. I don't care how long it takes me, or if I can only fit half my cock inside her, I'll still take it. I'll take anything she fucking gives me.

I release her nipple, my mouth traveling down her body. I need to taste her. My finger keeps moving in and out of her. The smell of her desire only fuels my need for her. I spread her thighs more to make room for myself before I place a kiss on her clit. Her whole body jerks.

The first taste of her to touch my lips has me losing any composure I had left. I bury myself between her folds, my tongue lapping and sucking on her pussy to get every drop of her that I can. I can"t get enough. I never will.

I work another one of my fingers into her. Paisley grips my hair with one of her hands; her legs are starting to shake. Sweet, sexy moans pour from her as I eat at her hungrily, loving the way that she tastes. I thrust my hips against the mattress, trying to find some kind of relief. My balls are throbbing. I pretend that I"m fucking her, thrusting my fingers in and out of her.

My balls draw up tight, and I know I"m about to come. I want her to come with me. I latch onto her clit, sucking it into my mouth. My tongue strokes it as I hook my finger deep inside of her.

"Jackson!" she screams my name as she comes for me. I"m right there with her, lapping up every drop of her until her whole body goes lax against the bed. I lift my head to see her eyes closed, with a soft smile on her lips. Even though she is spread out naked on my bed, she still looks as innocent as ever.