1st (Love For Sale) by Michelle Hughes Read Free Book Online Page B

built and I took control.
    “So fucking beautiful, kitten.  Take what you need from me.” His hands fell away from my hips, leaving me in control completely, but I didn’t slow down until I crashed over the edge, out of breath and left boneless from my orgasm.  Only then did he find my hips again, driving up forcefully as he filled me with his essence.
    He wrapped his arms around me and I held onto him tightly as I tried to catch my breath.  The one thing that flittered through my sex glazed mind, was that in the end he’d allowed me to lead.  The sweat of our bodies, along with the stickiness of his release dripped between my thighs.  This was passion, hot, dirty, and unbelievably gratifying.
    “Shit. I forgot to wear a condom.  Are you protected, kitten?” He pushed me back slightly to glance at my face, still embedded deeply inside of me.  A tick in his jaw, and the seriousness of his expression showed he was angry.
    It took me a moment to pull my head out of the clouds and understand his question.  “I can’t have kids.” The thought didn’t bother me as much as it had when I’d discovered the fact in my early teens. 
    “You sure about that?  I can’t believe I was so stupid.  Something about you makes me lose my mind.” He rolled his eyes, and the look on his face was pure self-condemnation.
    “Yeah.  I don’t produce eggs.” What a lame conversation to be having after mind-blowing sex.  I’d never wanted kids, so it was no big deal.  “Are you.  Um.  Well, you know, clean?” Just because I couldn’t get pregnant didn’t mean I was safe from diseases.  For a moment, I held my breath.
    “Believe it or not, I’m usually very careful.  I don’t fuck without condoms, and I get checked every year.” He lifted me as he stood, placing me on my feet.  “I guess we both got lucky.  Let’s clean up.” He shook his head, still looking like he couldn’t believe what he’d done.  Grabbing my hand, he led me back upstairs to his bathroom.
    We washed off in the shower and I was somewhat glad and disappointed that he didn’t show any interest in touching me again.  My body ached and I knew just walking was going to be a little painful tomorrow.
    Wrapped in a towel, I followed Seth back into his bedroom, watching with strange disappointment as he dressed.  He pulled out an oversized t-shirt for me, and a pair of shorts that I knew wouldn’t fit, but I quickly pulled on.  Rolling them down at the waist kept them from sliding off my hips.  I didn’t really need the shorts since his shirt fell almost to my knees.
    “Cute.”  He smiled at me, then took my hand again.  “Now we’re really going to have that talk.”  I allowed him to lead me out of the bedroom and into a library room on the same floor that had my eyes widening.
    The room was huge with a large wall lined with so many books a person could never read them all in one lifetime.  A sitting area, complete with fireplace, two oversized chairs, and small table was where I was guided too.  There was a large antique desk on the other side, and a cello braced on a stand in the corner.
    “So where were we before I lost all sense of reasoning?” He chuckled warmly as we sat down. “What am I going to do with you, kitten?”  Seth appeared to be talking to himself instead of asking my opinion and I shrugged.  I had no idea where any of this was going.
    “I want to keep you, but you’re so inexperienced that I don’t know if you’re ready for my world.”
    “You might want to ask me what I want.” I didn’t like the idea that he believed he could just do whatever he wanted with me.  If I’m being honest, I didn’t like the idea of walking away from him, either.  This strange thing between us was exciting, but I knew nothing about his needs and he’d already told me that he was basically a sadist.  I wasn’t into the whole pain idea, even if he’d proven how pleasurable it could be.
    “What do you want?”