"You're a virgin," I murmur, so confused that I feel my face pucker of its own accord in bewilderment.
I open my mouth to say more, but Defne entangles her hand in my hair and pulls me to her lips, swallowing my words and consuming me with a shattering kiss.
And suddenly I feel like an asshole, like the biggest i***t for not noticing it sooner. But whenever I touch her I get so lost in her, I become almost irrational. It's a wonder I remember my own name when we have any kind of intimacy and although I felt her tight when I f****d her with my fingers, I didn't think she was actually a virgin.
Pulling away from her mouth, I give her lips one last kiss and go down, needing another orgasm from her to make this easier.
"Matt?" There is confusion and lust in her voice.
I say nothing, not
