"Wait!" he says, and the strength and demand in his tone make me pause.

Feeling him behind me, I let out a deep breath. His fingers flex on my waist as if he's deciding if he wants to pull me closer or to let me go.

"Andie..." he whispers and I close my eyes for a second as my body softens to his touch.

"I know virginity is a turnoff for some guys. I just thought you should know. I understand if you want to put a stop to... to this." I force myself to stand up taller. There is nothing for me to be ashamed of here.

"You think I don't want you because you're a virgin?" His lips brush behind my ear while one of his hands presses flat against my stomach.

My eyes close again at the longing in his voice. God, he smells good. Even after a full training session, there's something about the heat of his body almost touching mine that makes me forget everything but how good he makes me feel.

"Well..." I open my mouth, trying to come up with a reply but nothing comes out.

His fingers splay against my lower belly, urging me against him. He's as aroused as I am, his cock hard and thick against my lower back. "Turn around."

This is it. I think, contemplating what to do. No matter how authoritative he sounds, I feel in his tone he's giving me a choice. I can get inside the elevators and leave or I can give in to whatever it is between us.

Not allowing time for me to overanalyze things, I turn in his grip. He's looking at me like he's ready to devour me. The hand he had at my waist is now resting on the curve of my hips, tightening reflexively and making me crazy with desire.

"I'm no good for you." He curves his body over mine as his lips brush over my jaw.

"What?" My hands hold onto his shoulder and he steps even closer, caging me in.

"I'm a bastard for wanting you this much." His nose touches mine, and his hand on my waist slides to my lower back, pressing me so close to him, that there's no space left between us. "You deserve the fucking world. And I can't seem to let you go."

"Tyler..." I press my lips to his, loving how soft and firm they are.

He kisses me back as if he can't get enough; as if he needs me as much as I need him. His tongue dips inside, tasting me in long leisure licks. Yet, there's a hint of aggressiveness, a hint of dominance to him that makes me so hot, it scares me.

My hands squeeze his shoulders, trying to put a stop to our kiss so we can talk. Only instead of stopping the kiss, I kiss him harder. 

Without thinking much I move my hands to his chest. The raging of his beating heart lets me know he's as hopeless as I am, which only serves to make me want him more.

God, I should put a stop to it so we can talk. I register the thought in the back of my mind, but my body is having none of it. 

Allowing my hands to go down, I feel his abs flexing. But then, in a split second, my back is hitting the wall and he's pulling my wrists over my head.

"What are you doing to me?" He searches my eyes, his lips swollen from our kiss.

"I want you," I say, my cheeks in flames as I gather the courage to finally go after what I want.

"Andie." He touches his fingertips to my cheek, his eyes helplessly searching mine. "I'm no good for you. And you..."

"What? I'm what?" I whisper, my eyes locked with his.

"You're so sweet and I... I'm fucked up when it comes to sex, Andie." He turns his gaze away from mine, his head shaking in frustration. "I need control and... I can be demanding and pushing... And fuck... You're a fucking virgin, Andie. For God's sake."

His words make me pause as I try to process what he's saying. I know I'm a virgin, but I'm not completely clueless. "Are you into BDSM? Is that what you're talking about?"

"I'm into control and into fucking. Hard." His gaze meets mine, and I feel my eyes widen. "I'm into dirty, hot sex, Andie. And you're... God, you're a virgin."

"So it does freak you out..." I nod, my heart squeezing tight in my chest as I try to make sense of what's going on here.

"I want you so much I can barely think straight right now." He cups my jaw, his big calloused hands holding me in a way I have no option but to look at him.

"Are you into pain? Is that why..."

"Why I fight?" He caresses my cheeks with his thumb, a small smile on his lips.

"Yeah... I just..." I shake my head. "I don't get it. You're this big muscled guy who could bring anyone to their knees. Yet, you have this soft, caring side to you. And now you're telling me you might be into... what? Pain? Control?"

"I would never ever hurt you." He swallows, his beautiful browns open and sincere.

"I don't understand." I search his eyes.

"Because you're-"

"If you say I'm a virgin again, I'll seriously kick you in the balls right now." I raise my eyebrows, and his eyes widen in surprise. I see a hint of a small on his lips, and I smirk.

"Oh..." He gives me a full smile now, and I flush under his gaze.

"Well, maybe not today... But you know... I'm about to start some self-defense with this badass lady. I heard she can bring a UFC champion down." 

He laughs, his eyes shining with amusement.

"I hear you." He slides his hand from my cheeks to my waist again. "I'm just saying you deserve a nice guy for your first time, not some fucked up fighter like me."

"Are you saying I should lose my V-card before we start anything?" I scoff, and his hands tighten on my waist.

"Fuck, no! I'm not saying that!" His face hardens as he narrows his eyes in frustration.

"So, what is that you're saying?"

"I'm saying I'm the opposite of what you deserve, yet I can't seem to let you go..." He shakes his head, and I press my fingers to his jaw.

"Maybe I should go then..." I whisper and he tightens his hand on my hip right before sliding it down to my lower belly.

"No! Fuck... You just took me off guard, but..." He closes his eyes for a moment, the tip of his tongue wetting his lips as he struggles with his words. "Can we talk some more or something?

"You're the one who asked me on a date the other day and is now freaking out..." I shrug, a small smile playing on my lips.

 He brushes his nose to mine. "Guess I'm already making a fool out of myself, huh?"

"Well, we all freak out once in a while. It wasn't too long ago when I barged into your office doing the same." I smile when I hear him chuckle.

"So, it's settled. I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven." He presses his lips to mine, kissing me softly.

"I can drive," I speak over his lips.

"I know. But I want to do this right with you."

"Okay. Now, I'll be late for class if you don't lose the hold on my waist.

"Hmm..." He nuzzles my cheek, his lips trailing soft kisses down to my neck. "I can teach you all you need to know."

"Tempting..." I press my hands to his waist. "But I'm actually looking forward to Alice's class." 

"Are you sure?" he murmurs over my neck.

"Tell you what..." I clear my throat. "You can let me practice what I learn with her on you.

"Fuck. You're making me hard again." He uses both hands to grab my butt, pulling me impossibly close to him.

"Tyler..." I moan, and he groans as he puts some distance between us.

"Go. I'm losing my mind here with you." He shakes his head, a silly grin on his lips.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I press my lips to his cheek before turning to get inside the elevator.

He doesn't say anything but the intensity of his gaze watching me as the elevator's door closes is enough to let me know he's looking forward to seeing me again.

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A/N: Who is excited about their date? I know I am! haha

Thank you so much for your support!

XOXO

Celeste