I shivered against the breeze that was coming through the open bedroom window.

It was surprisingly chilly for June, but it felt refreshing after the heat wave of last week.

"'Here you go,' said Alex, bringing me a glass of water from downstairs.

Can I join you?

I patted the bed next to me and smiled.

Even though I was a little nervous, we had been an official couple for one month now,

and it wasn't until last night that I confessed to Alex, I was a virgin.

He was luckily very understanding of it. I knew it seemed a bit odd to be in my mid-30s and still a

virgin, but it just hadn't happened for me. But I was ready now. I was ready for it to happen, with Alex.

"'You promise you still want it?' he asked sweetly, laying down beside me. I nodded. Yes, more than ever.

In response, I sat up and pulled my lace brawlet off over my head.

My breast sprung free, nipples already tightening with arousal. I realized I was shaking

from head to toe, and we hadn't even started yet. Alex's light blue eyes were heavy with desire,

as he took off his t-shirt and kicked the blankets away

so he could crawl over top of me.

"'You are beautiful, Ella,' he said quietly,

bending his head down to kiss me.

I shivered at his words. I was glad Alex was my first. He was the

sweetest man I had ever met, and I'd met plenty. I'd gone on so many dates over the last few years,

and none of them had made me feel like this. I felt desired and goddess-like.

Alex started to kiss the side of my neck.

His tongue slipped across my earlobe and then down

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