The words tumbled out before I could stop them. Filthy and honest.

“I want someone I don’t know to fuck me. Hard. I want it to hurt a little. I want to feel it tomorrow.”

His thumb stroked over my pulse. I knew he could feel how fast it was racing.

“First time?” he asked quietly.

I swallowed. Nodded.

Something dark and satisfied flickered across his visible mouth.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “You’re really standing here telling a stranger you want him to take your virginity in the middle of a festival.”

My legs felt weak. “I’ve been thinking about it for weeks.”

He leaned in until his lips brushed the...