"Babe, we need to stop," Cian said as we were both gasping for air. Yet his eyes were still on fire."It is time to go back to the house or I would not able to control myself anytime now" he whispered."Then don't Cian," I said, shushing his absurd thoughts away. He closed his eyes, equally mad as if I was so close to breaking off his control."Elle, don't torture me, baby. Come on let's get you up" he said exasperated.He easily carried me in bridal style and he walked us back to the mansion. He didn't even listen to what I needed to say, his ears were completely closed for me.The party had long ended, the maids were doing the aftercare and abruptly stop upon seeing us in mid-fight. They looked at us with headed eyes as if they were looking at some romantic movie. Young love.I stared at Cian. He is mad and serious, yet he is still oozing hot. And it didn't even help in my sanity as how his sexy adam's apple moved with his every swallow."Don't Elle,

I stared at him, equally torn between lust and sanity. He swear once more and uttered something inaudible. Then Pierre gave me a dazzled look. His huge body was still pressed on mine. His natural musk smell lingered on my nose, getting acquainted with his natural manly scent. His other arm was on the side of my head, while his other was on my waist. Why was he making it a big deal? Does he think that I am some slutty girl, prompt enough to get rid of my virginity? Yes, I have some liberated friends at the university, even my cousins are all liberated, getting their hymen ripped at a young age but I'm not them.  Or was he disappointed, because I am inexperienced? That I can't match his energy. That I am still innocent to all of these things. Those were just the thoughts that were running in my mind. He can't blame me, his surprised reaction knowing I was still untouched made me think that way. It