Okay sorry it took so long... it should get a bit longer between updates cause you guys have caught up to me in my word document... awkward... but here is another smut chapter! WOO

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Flashback

I sit down in the chairs next to the dead fireplace; they're more comfortable than they had seemed earlier. My mind wanders; I try and prepare myself for what is definitely going to happen tonight. Jim wants to sleep with me, but he wants me to want him. Which in his twisted mind… I just can't comprehend. It's a game, I tell myself. A twisted sick game.

But he is capable of being kind and gentle, I know that more than anyone. My fingers tie together on my lap as I think back on that night that seems so long ago, but in truth was less than a year past.

"I got you something." Jim said shyly as he sat down on my couch, toying with a wrapped package in his hand.

"You didn't need to get me anything." I laughed, blush covering my cheeks noticeably.

He giggled in his high, Irish register. "It's not everyday someone turns twenty two." Our hands met as he gave me the package covered in ladybug wrapping paper. I ripped it open and found a book, old and worn.

"Poems of Edgar Allan Poe." I smiled warmly at the thought.

"I thought of you." He looked down, still shy.

"I'm not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not." My hand found his and I gave it a thankful squeeze.

"Oh, I think those words are some of the most beautiful ever written." His hand reached up and stroked the side of my face gently. Our lips met in an innocent sweep, my hips pushed into lap. I straddled his him comfortably and opened my mouth to allow his tongue inside. We explored each other, as we had done before, and I felt his hands brush over my back as he pulled me into the kiss, deepening it.

Without a word he grabbed my hips and flipped me off him, he stood up and reached for my hands, pulling me up to him and dragging me to the bedroom. My heart was racing in my chest… I was a virgin. I had never done anything with a man. His lips captured mine again and he let his fingers rush through my hair, easing away any worry on my part.

I pushed at his chest and he sat on the bed, I felt the need to take control of the situation and I did. Gesturing for him to scoot back, I climbed after him, once again straddling him. The sight of Jim under me made me wanton for his touch, and he could sense that, I think. His nails dug into my back as I leaned into his kiss. Our lips and teeth battled and bit at each other, he tasted like mint, fresh and clean.

After what seemed like and eternity, his strong hands roughly clasped onto my waist and flipped me underneath him. I had no time to protest before his biting was back at my swollen lips. I reached up and under his shirt, felt down his hard chest and slowly started to undo the buttons from the bottom up.

He leaned down on one elbow and shrugged off his shirt, his fingers twittled with the cotton dress I wore. He gently unbuttoned the top and moved slowly down the entire length of the shirt-dress. I let it fall over my arms and I wiggled it off my body. Jim was the first man to see me completely; I soaked in his look as he gazed at my body.

I just noticed the coldness of the room, I knew the icy air had already turned my nipples hard and I waited for him to make his next move. He leaned down and reached under my back, tickling my side childishly before diving his hand underneath me to my bra clasp. With a quick pinch he freed me of the retraining mechanism.

I sighed lightly as his mouth gently found the tender spot between my collarbone and neck, I felt sucking and a bit of teeth as he marked me for the first time. Moans escaped my virgin lips, my hands reached up and around him, the nails bit into his muscular flesh. I was surprised at how toned he was, I would have never expected it from his light Irish build, but I groped at the firm flesh, eager to feel it against mine.

His lips trailed down to the nape of my neck and I squirmed, trying to get him to move faster as his fingers danced with the sides of my underwear.

"Is something the matter, dear?" He asked, huffing a laugh into my skin. I felt his hot breath run over the top of my breast and almost came undone at the ticklish sensation.

"It's just… you're not moving fast enough." I sighed out, exasperated by his teasing. He lifted his head slowly; I looked into his hungry eyes and something in him switched on… I don't know how to describe it quite right. Only that his mood seemed to change, darken as if he was no longer the gentle lover, but a predator who ached to be pleased.

I shuttered slightly as his fingers went down to my hips and gripped them tightly, roughly enough to leave me bruised. I moaned at he feverish touch as his thumbs drew small circles on my hidden hipbone, his lips descended ravenously down my chest and sucked at one of my perky nipples. I cried out at the feeling of his warm tongue tantalizing me. He smiled into my skin and flicked the other nub without hesitation.

He was suddenly sitting up on my hips, and his arms propped up on either side of me. He laughed devilishly, pushing himself to the side and scooting down so his hands ran over my propped up legs.

"Won't you let me?" He asked toying with my shut knees.

"Only if you ask nicely." I said using it as my turn to tease. He pried open my legs and muscled his way in between them, his fingers hooked on my panties and dragged them down, lifting my legs in front of him for a moment as he swooped them off. My voice hitched as he spread my thighs apart crudely, a monstrous hunger washing over his face. With quick and agile movements he stood on the bed and undid his trousers. I reached over to my nightstand and opened the drawer in a rushed frenzy, my hand fumbled to pull the drawer out, after a moment of mini panic I got it and reached in. My hand fumbled for the small package and I pulled out a condom.

He took it happily from my hand and pulled down his briefs. I laid back down and stared up at my ceiling.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" His voice asked tentatively. He knew I was a virgin, that it would hurt, and I felt his concern wash over me like soft tropical waves.

"I want you." I said quietly, still looking up.

I hear a low, throaty laugh. "Good, because darling… I've known I'd be the one to take you as soon as the words virgin left your lips." And with a muted grunt he sheathed himself inside me. I bit my lip and turned my head to the side as the pain ripped through my body, it wasn't a horrible pain, but it was incredibly uncomfortable. His breath was coating my neck as he propped himself up to put less weight on me and his fingers found my hip. His face was twisted in pleasure as he took me. All the tightness and purity eroded away as his lips crashed into mine.

I moaned out as the pain dulled and I felt him fill me, he was gently pushing in and pulling out. Written on his face was a wanton need that I knew he longed to satisfy.

"Move." I purred in a low growl. His eyes snapped open and he smirked, his full length pushing into me further than the last thrust, his pace quickened and I felt my insides stretch as I took him. One hand knotted in my hair as the other worked it's way between my legs to put pressure on my swollen nub.

The feeling was exhilarating; I had never known a sensation like that before. Whiteness filled my vision as hey teased my clit, I squealed and yelped at his flicking and circling. Immense pleasure rushed through my limbs and I cried out for release, to tell him to move faster, to scream more… but all that escaped my lips was a brash moan. His fingers played with me and I whimpered into his skin as my nails raked down his back.

He hissed in satisfaction as I dug into him, his mouth infecting my shoulder with its plague of ravish need. He bit down aggressively, sucking as he pounding in and out faster and harder. My legs swung up around his hips and pushed him past the pain and deeper than I thought possible.

"James."

My screams echoed in the room as I came hard around him, feeling every spasm and twist as my toes curled and my insides were set aflame.

"Olive…" He panted into my mouth as he kissed me deeply and came inside me after my bought of pleasure pushed him over.

He slid out smoothly and pushed the sheets down tenderly. I snuggled against his chest and felt him wrap his arms around me.

"I'd never done that before." He said still out of breath.

"Liar." I laughed softly.

A warm hoot filled the room. "No, I mean taken a girls…" He trailed off and the room was quiet.

"I'm glad it was you."

If I regret anything…

It's saying those words.

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