His lips against mine are rough and urgent. He deepens the kiss forcefully and lifts me on to the table. I moan into the kiss and opens my legs for him to step into. He presses his body into mine, his hand tangled in my wet hair, my legs are wrapped securely around his hips. I can't stop my hands from wandering down his chest to the hem of his shirt. I play with it as Murphy kisses down my jaw to my neck. His hands grab my shirt and lifts it up. My hands are forced to detach from his shirt and I lift them above my head as he rips it off. His mouth moves down my chest to my breasts. My breath quickens with anticipation and nervousness. My very core is awake with a desire I didn't know was possible. As his mouth presses oh so gently on the curve of my left breast I feel a shiver run through my entire frame. He takes that as a sign to unclip my bra. He stares unabashed as he pulls the material from my body. I look away from him and cover my chest. He moves my arms away silently and firmly. He lowers his head and kisses one breasts before taking the nipple into his mouth. I gasp at the foreign sensation. Murphy gives the same attention to the other breast and his hand inches towards my jeans. He unbuttons them and that's when all hands went to panic stations and I push him off of me harshly and cover my chest again.

The loss of his warmth brings me back and I look up at him wide eyed. He is looking at me guiltily "I'm sorry, Catriona"

I shake my head vigorously "No! It's not you, actually I really like you. It's just that I've never done this before"

He looks confused for a moment then his eyes widen "Wait, you're a virgin?"

I nod "Well, yeah, wasn't that obvious? You saw my room right? You think my dad would let me have a boyfriend?" I smile at him gently "You were my first kiss too"

He looks shocked then smirks "Really?" He advances on me and I feel more comfortable again now that that is out in the open.

Murphy extends his hand "I'm the only one to touch here?" he asks caressing my lips. I nod speechlessly.

He moves his hand to my neck "And here?" I nod again and feel that desire again as his fingers slowly slide down my chest and move my hands. He slightly skims over one nipple with his finger "Here too?"

My breath is shallow as I nod "Yeah"

His hand travels further down and stops at my hip "What's this? A tattoo?"

I'm snapped back to reality and look down at my hip "Oh, yeah. My dad hates tattoos but I think its art. They mean something, you know?"

He traces the bird "What does this mean to you?" He asks

"Freedom" I reply

I lift my hand to his neck at touch the Virgin Mary "I don't need to ask do I? Devote Catholic, right?"

He nods. I caress his neck then giggle "You know, that was people used to call me in high school"

He frowns "The virgin Mary?"

I look at the tattoo on his hand and nod "Mary is my middle name. When people found out my middle name and the fact I was a virgin still, that's what they called me. Didn't put me up or down like. I was a virgin out of choice. Didn't see the point in just giving it away just because everyone else was" I move my hands back up to his face "I wanted to save myself for someone special. My father on the other hand wants me married first but that sound so medieval"

Murphy smirks "Special, huh?"

I nod with a seductive look "Murphy, would you be that special someone?"

He caresses my cheek with the back of his hand "aye, but not tonight. I'm not gonna take ya on a table. I have too much respect for ya for that being how your first time goes."

I smile and hold out my hand "Can you give me my bra back? My back needs the support"

He laughs and collects my bra from the floor for me. I thank him and put it on. He watches me carefully "I'm assuming they're real" He asks pointing to my double D's

I nod "Yeah, I was an early bloomer too, high school was a pain. Boys at that age can be so vile"

He hands me my shirt and laughs "I suppose we are"

I blush "Sorry, I'm not saying you were vile, although you could've been. I didn't know you back then"

I pull my shirt over my head. The door opens at that moment and Connor walks in and looks relieved "Oh good, you're not havin' sex"

I snort with laughter and slide off the table and wink at Connor "And leave you out? That would be mean"