“I want you to be my first,” she whispered. I closed my eyes. “I want it to be you,” she continued, “even if you’re going to disappear on me again, I want it to be you.” I dug my fingers into her young thighs, wanting to fuck her on this sink right now and kiss her until I couldn’t move anymore. I wanted her first time. “I . . .” Fuck, I needed to leave. “I . . .” “You. I want you.” She peppered my neck with kisses. “I love how the world looks when I’m with you. I want it to be you.”
