Frozen(52)

My heart hurt with Darcy's words.

I stood up and placed my hands on Darcy's cheeks. "I won't... Hey, I won't regret being with you. The only thing I regret is all the lost time we could have had together."

Darcy's eyebrows jumped. "You want us to be... together."

Should I have said that?

I swallowed. "I don't know. Maybe? I know we're jumping in headfirst here, pun intended, but I need you. I think once I have you it will get this unceasing need for you out of me system and we can start to get to know one another on a romantic level. I mean, if you want to."

Darcy lifted his hand to my face and caressed it gently before he snaked his hand back into my hair and pulled.

"Once I have you, no amount of times together will get me out of your system. You will crave me, Neala Girl."

Oh, fuck.

"I hope you have the skills to back up that big mouth of yours, Hart."

Darcy smirked and released his grip on my hair. "You'll soon find out, Clarke."

I backed up and Darcy grinned. "Go ahead, I've give you a five second head start."

Five seconds?

To what? Run?

"Four, three-"

I squealed then turned and took off running out of the living room and down the hallway in the direction of Darcy's bedroom. I had to stop when the fear of falling struck me. There were no lit candles in the hallway and I couldn't see a thing.

"I can't see!" I called out.

I screamed with fright when I felt a hand touch my hip.

"I won't let you fall," he murmured in my ear as he pressed his front to my back.

My insides quaked and I started to sweat with anticipation.

Darcy nudged me forward until I started to walk. I don't know how he could see, everything was black, but he could because he was guiding my steps. I swallowed when Darcy reached around me and opened the door to his bedroom on my left. Dim light from the candles inside lit the rest of the way, and seeing his bed halted my steps.

"What's wrong?" Darcy asked as he tenderly kissed my neck.

I swallowed. "I'm about to lose me virginity... I'm kind of scared."

Darcy's lips froze on my neck.

I was momentarily worried I said the wrong thing, but he turned me to face him and leaned down and pressed his forehead to mine. "I'm going to take care of you. You know I will... don't you?"

I did, I knew he wouldn't purposely hurt me.

"I do... it's still a little scary though. I know the first time hurts, and I'm a wuss when it comes to pain. What if I cry and ruin the entire process?"

Darcy roared with laughter, "Process? Sex isn't a process - it's an act of epic pleasure between two people. You're thinking about this way too much."

I placed my hands on his chest and playfully shoved him before I leaned into him and rested my head against his chest.

"I'm afraid it won't be epic," I admitted.

Darcy tensed. "You think I can't make it great for you?"

Oh, shite.

"I wasn't doubting your abilities, I was doubting mine. What if I'm crap at it and you would rather die than continue?"

Darcy vibrated with silent laughter, so I shoved him hard.

"I'm deadly serious here!"

Darcy continued to laugh and it ticked me off so I turned and walked away from him. I crawled onto the end of his bed, and just as I made my way up the bed Darcy placed his hands on my back and applied pressure. I flattened down to the bed and lay on my stomach as Darcy's hand slide down my back and over my arse where he squeezed.

"Darcy!" I gasped.

He chuckled and slid his hands down my thighs all the way to my ankles and back up again. When he came to my hips he gripped me tightly and turned me over. I was now on my back, staring up at the ceiling. I widened my eyes when Darcy placed his hands on my knees and spread my legs apart.

"You have such a pretty pussy, baby… and you're so wet," Darcy growled.

Oh. My. God.

I slammed my legs closed with a loud clap.

"I cannot believe you just said that!" I screeched and covered my face with my hands.

My body flooded with mortification.

I didn't want to be embarrassed, I wanted to relish in Darcy's words, but I couldn't.

It was just so... dirty.

Darcy groaned and lightly bit my outer thigh before he said, "Neala Girl, your innocence is killing me."

I kept my hands over my face. "Don't say stuff like that to me and I won't turn into a tomato then. God!"

Darcy cackled, "You're brilliant."

I wanted to sock him one for laughing at me, but I refused to move my hands from my face.

"Are you going to look at me while I taste you for the first time?" Darcy asked, his voice low and husky.

I hated that I was so naive because I had no clue what he meant.

"What are you going to do?" I asked as my body began to shake.