Christmas Carol by Jordan Marie

Author:Jordan Marie [Marie, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

Cyrus

A virgin.

A twenty-seven-year-old virgin.

Cristo! How does that even happen? I wouldn’t have thought there were any virgins left in this world past sixteen and even that age would have made it iffy. I reacted like a damn fool. I left her in my bed—or at least the bed that’s mine for now—alone, naked, confused and maybe even hurt. I ran out, telling her I needed to go for birth control, when I had a couple of condoms in my wallet. They’re old, but they would have worked—or I could have taught her to give us both pleasure without taking her body.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I did drive to the drug store, but then drove around in circles for a good hour, trying to sort through everything in my brain. Now, I’m sitting in my car, parked in the driveway, drumming up the courage to face her again. I have no idea what I’m going to say to Carol. I can’t even begin to sort it out in my own damn head. I let out a growl—which is solely directed at myself—turn off the engine, and then head back inside.

I refuse to act like a scared little kid. I’m a grown man and just because Carol through a curve ball at me, nothing has really changed. I still want her, and I am going to have her. Hell, if I’m honest, the fact that she’s never had a man, excites me even more. There’s this surge of possessiveness inside of me that has been boiling over since she told me. I want to be her first man. Fuck, I want to be her only man. Everything I’m feeling right now is completely foreign to me and I know it’s only been a couple of days, but it feels right. I’m not saying this is love. I don’t believe in that emotion, but this connection we have is stronger than anything I’ve ever known—anything I ever dream existed. And for a man like me… that’s enough.

I’m going to claim her and make her mine. That’s after I repair the damage I’ve already inflicted. I open the door, barely taking time to lock it before jogging to the master bedroom.

“Carol, Bebé…” I stop talking when I discover my bed is empty. I should have expected that. Why would she wait on me, after the way I messed up? I’m a fucking dumbass. I contemplate going after her, but it’s late and I’ve already caused a hell of a lot problems for one night. Perhaps it would be better to just start over in the morning. Realistically, I know I’m being a fucking pussy. I should just go over there and admit she threw me for a loop. Then, claim her like I’m dying to do. Instead? I’m going to take a very long shower and jerk off while I remember Carol’s perfect body…

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