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was there.
    With that thought firmly in mind, she focused her attention on the task at hand, which was primarily to lose her virginity to the dark and dangerous man with his arms around her. Of the many sacrifices she had made for her brother, this probably had to be one of the more delicious ones and was the perfect excuse to gravitate toward a man who the normally sensible and cautious side of her would have avoided at all costs. He was nothing like Kevin, and in that moment, she was relieved he was completely different from the fourth-grade teacher on whom she had a slightly innocent crush.
    His fingers were deft as they dealt with the zipper at the back of the loose ivory gown she wore. She’d contemplated going for complete seductress, either with scanty black underwear, or by simply skipping undergarments entirely. In the end, she had decided to emphasize her assets—mainly the fact that she was untouched. She suspected that was one of the things that had swayed Roman to accept her proposition. It was positively Neanderthal of him to want to be her first, but it worked in her favor, and since she was happy to have him be the first, she had no reason to complain.
    With that in mind, she had spent a frantic half-hour shopping as she’d squeezed in a trip to the mall between Roman’s visit and their appointed meeting time. Considering how quickly she had rushed through Victoria’s Secret, she was pleased with the results.
    As the dress pooled at her feet, she could tell he was pleased with it too. She’d chosen a very virginal look, going with a sweetheart neckline and corset that went all the way to her waist, which the style cinched.
    Paired with frothy, lacy white panties that were completely innocent-looking, and almost demure, and the white garter and thigh-highs with their lacy tops, she was certain he was enthralled by her, judging from his expression. She had gotten what she was aiming for, and she slowly turned around with a smile, anticipating the moment when he saw the back of her ensemble.
    At his sharply in-drawn breath, she giggled. The front was positively virginal, but the back was anything but. It was completely mesh. The panties had no back either. They simply consisted of a string of white elastic between her butt cheeks, and another string that stretched across her hips. When she turned back to face him, she was gratified by the heat she saw in his expression. “I’m afraid I had no idea what one wears to a deflowering,” she said with a wink.
    Roman laughed. “I would have said nothing until I saw this. Now, I completely vote for this attire.” His brown eyes were almost black as they blazed with need. “You look scrumptious in this. It’s almost a shame to take it off.”
    Coyly, she ran her finger across his chest, pausing at the button of his shirt. He’d left the collar open and had eschewed a tie. She made a point of playing with the plastic circle, occasionally brushing against the skin displayed by the vee of the neck of his shirt. “I can always keep it on.”
    “Not for long,” he said with a growl in his voice.
    She squealed in surprise when Roman picked her up, holding her tightly against his chest as he strode the half-dozen steps from the doorway to the bed. He put her on it and followed her down, his weight pinning her to the soft mattress in a way that might have been frightening, but was instead reassuring. She threaded her fingers through his hair and captured his mouth for a long kiss. She put everything she had into it, gratified by each hoarse moan issuing from his mouth, vibrating against her lips as she kissed him deeply.
    Her hands were busy, and so were his as they roamed over her body. He found the line of hooks at the side of the corset, and it fell away a moment later. She broke away from the kiss to draw in a deep breath and let out a whimper of pleasure when he cupped both of her freed breasts in his hands, squeezing a little less than gently, to provide