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CHAPTER 9 : Lesson Zero - The Kiss
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2026-03-26 04:36:33
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Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 9 : Lesson Zero - The Kiss
==Elliot=="I can't wait another day."The words tumbled out before I could stop them.Del stood in her doorway. Robe tied loosely around her waist. Hair disheveled. Lips parted. Eyes dark.She looked like I'd woken her.Or interrupted something."Elliot." My name came out breathless. "It's midnight.""I know.""We agreed on tomorrow. Eight PM.""I know.""So why are you here?"Because I couldn't sleep. Couldn't think. Couldn't exist another twelve hours knowing you were this close."I tried to wait," I said. "I really did. But I. I can't stop thinking about you."She stared at me. Hand gripping the doorframe."You should send me away," I continued. "Tell me to go home. That I'm breaking the rules we set.""I should.""But will you?"Silence stretched between us.Then she stepped back. Held the door open."Get in here."I didn't need to be told twice.Her apartment was exactly what I'd imagined. Clean lines. Expensive furniture. Floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city.And it sm
Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 8 : The Wait - Del's Struggle
==Delilah==Professional.I could keep this professional.That's what I told myself as I watched Elliot walk away from the balcony. Shoulders tense. Steps deliberate. Like he was forcing himself not to turn around.Three days. I'd given him three days.Given myself three days.To think. To prepare. To remember why this was a terrible idea.I made it to my car before the ache between my thighs became unbearable.This was fine. Normal. Physical attraction to a client was. No. Not a client. He wasn't my client.He was just a man I'd agreed to teach.A gorgeous, brilliant, virgin man who'd looked at me like I was the answer to every question he'd ever had.Fuck.I drove home too fast. Hands gripping the wheel. Thighs pressed together.This was supposed to be simple. Educational. Mutually beneficial.So why did I feel like I'd just made a deal with the devil?---**Day One**I had three client sessions scheduled.Got through two of them on autopilot. Nodded in the right places. Asked the
Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 7 : The Wait - Elliot’s Torment
==Elliot==I didn’t even make it out of the parking lot before I had to adjust myself.Three days.She said it like it was nothing. Like it was just a number. Like I could walk away from her, get in my car, and go back to my normal life.Normal.Right.My hands weren’t steady on the wheel when I started the engine. I flexed my fingers, tried to get a grip, but it didn’t help much.Three days.Seventy-two hours.Too long.Way too long.I let out a breath and leaned back against the seat for a second, closing my eyes.I could still feel her hand.Not even where I wanted it, just my thigh. Barely anything. And still…I swore under my breath and shifted again.This was ridiculous.I was thirty years old. I handled equations that made other people’s heads spin. I worked through problems that took weeks to solve.And right now?I couldn’t even sit still because a woman had touched me and then stopped.The drive home was worse.Every little movement, every turn, every bump dragged my attenti
Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 6: The Proposition
==Elliot==“...Yes.”The word slipped out before I could catch it.Too fast. Too easy.Like my mouth had made the decision without waiting for the rest of me to catch up.Del didn’t move right away.Her hand was still at my back. Warm. Steady. Like she knew exactly what she was doing just by standing there.“You should think about that,” she said.“I have.”That wasn’t true. Not really.Her eyes narrowed just slightly. Not suspicious, more like she was measuring something.“No,” she said quietly. “You reacted. That’s different.”I swallowed. My throat felt dry all of a sudden.“Then explain it,” I said. “Properly.”She pulled her hand away.The absence hit harder than I expected.Cold air filled the space where she’d been touching me, and I had the strange, sharp urge to pull her back.But she stepped further away instead.Creating distance.Control.“I’m offering to teach you,” she said. “Not just technically. Not like a manual. I mean… awareness. How to read someone. How to respond.
Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 5 : The Confession
==Delilah==He didn't stop me.His silence was permission. Invitation. Surrender.I pressed another kiss to his palm. Then the inside of his wrist. His pulse hammered against my lips."Delilah." My name came out strangled. "I need to tell you something.""Tell me.""I don't. I haven't." He swallowed hard. "I'm not good at this.""At what?""This. All of this. Flirting. Whatever we're doing."I lowered our joined hands but didn't let go. "You seem pretty good at it to me.""That's because you're doing most of the work.""Is that a complaint?""No. It's a confession."Something in his voice made me pause. Look up at him properly.His face was flushed. Jaw tight. Eyes dark with want and something else.Fear."What are you trying to tell me?" I asked gently."I don't do this," he said. "I don't meet women at lectures and follow them to balconies and. I'm not. I've never been good at reading signals or knowing what to say or.""Elliot." I squeezed his hand. "Breathe."He did. A long, shaky
Sin For Me, Mr. Virgin CHAPTER 4 : The First Touch
==Elliot==I found her at the reception.Not hard. She was surrounded by at least a dozen people. Professors. Graduate students. All vying for her attention like moths to a flame.She smiled at something someone said. Laughed. Touched a colleague's arm in that casual way confident people do.And I stood there like an idiot. Holding a glass of wine I didn't remember getting. Wondering what the hell I was doing.This was insane.I didn't do this. I didn't follow beautiful women to networking receptions. I didn't proposition strangers. I was a physicist who spent most evenings alone with equations and research papers.But then her eyes found mine across the room.Everything else disappeared.She excused herself from her admirers. Walked straight toward me. The crowd parted without her having to ask."Dr. Hayes," she said. "You stayed.""You invited me to continue our discussion.""I did." Her smile was dangerous. "Though I'm not sure a crowded reception is ideal for the kind of discussio
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