My deepest apologies for the long awaited chapter.

Why, do I ask, did she have to go and say that? That's what I was afraid of; that I would not be able to stop. But my body didn't listen. Instead, I pressed closer to her, kissing her deeply. My groin was hard and aching, pressing against my pants. It was a very uncomfortable situation and I knew it was pressing against Elena's thigh. Every time she moved her leg or shuddered, I felt it and it made the electric tingles become something close to the electric chair but infinitely better. Our tongues tangled as my hand found the hem of her shirt, fingers slipping under just enough to rub the smooth skin of her stomach. God, she was soft. Her stomach quivered as she moaned. I had to stop.

Reluctantly and with much needed force, I lifted my head. Her lips were swollen, eyes half closed and glazed. She whimpered in protest. "I have to stop," I said in a husky voice, when she lifted her head.

"Why?" she asked in a husky voice that made my stomach flip and my erection strain more. Her eyes were lust filled but also confused.

"I don't think I'll be able to in a couple seconds," I said, resting my forehead against hers. Both of us were breathing heavily. Her breath was warm on my face. Suddenly, she gasped and gently pushed me off her so she could sit up. Her eyes were wide and nervous. She started biting her nails.

"I'm sorry," she said quickly. "I didn't mean to do that." She closed her eyes and cursed. "I don't normally do that. You know, throw myself at guys."

"Obviously, since you're still a virgin," I teased, chuckling. I'm glad I said that even though I had no idea where it came from, because she visibly relaxed, the tenseness in her shoulders leaving as she smiled back at me but shakily.

I was propped up on my elbow, staring at her back. Unable to stop myself, I reached out and drew patterns on her back. She shuddered at my touch causing me to smirk in satisfaction. I was also unable to stop from asking, "Why did you tell me not to stop?"

She hung her head. "I don't know. Because I didn't want to." I was very happy with that answer. So happy that my cock twitched painfully. I removed my hand and took a deep breath, willing my erection to go away. Unfortunately. it did not. "I'm sorry," she repeated, getting off the picnic table.

"Don't apologize," I told her, sitting up. "There's nothing for you to be sorry about." She turned her head, the moonlight illuminating her features, making her glow. Damn, she was beautiful. I cleared my throat and stood up, walking towards her. "Maybe I should take you home." Before I pin you against the tree! Remember, she's a virgin and wants to be respected afterwards. That would be difficult since I respected no one and the fact that she was a virgin made it worse. I would be the first to touch her, make love to her.

"Yeah," she agreed though she did not sound like she really wanted to. We made it to the car without me ravishing her and I drove her home. "Thanks," she said.

I quirked a brow. "For what?"

"For taking me out and..." she bit her lower lip, making me swallow. "For not taking advantage of me. I respect that a lot."

Unable to stop myself, I reached over and traced her cheek with my fingers. Her eyes drooped and she leaned into my touch. "I won't do anything you don't want me to." Again, she blushed. She did that a lot but I never tired of it. Nor did I tire of the shy smile she always gave. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips then pulled back before it went any further. "Good night."

"Night." Then she was gone. I waited until she was inside before I pulled away from the curb. This was getting out of hand. I should stay away from her a couple of days to clear my system. Maybe that would help. Somehow, I highly doubted it.

I got home and checked my e-mail. One was from my client who wanted me to kill Chad Simmons. He was asking how everything was going and I was honest, saying it was fine and the deed would be done soon. I took a shower and fell into bed, falling asleep a little while later.

"Kyrian," a soft voice called out to me. I was surrounded by trees, following the voice. Finally, I pushed my way out of the woods and say a lake with the moonlight shining down on it. In the water was Elena, wet and naked. Her upper body was in plain sight but the rest of her was hidden by the dark water. I found that I was also naked, my cock rising, getting hard. It twitched in anticipation.

Elena's arms rose above her head and she gave me a seductive smile. "Come here." I did not hesitate. I got into the water and swam towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist when I made it. She placed her small hands on my chest and smiled up at me. Leaning up, she nipped my jaw. Her legs came around my waist, my erection sliding against her wet sex. It was not wet just from water but from arousal as well. I rubbed against her. Her head fell back and she let out a moan that echoed through the night. Pleasure rocked through me, the likes of which I've never known and I rubbed harder.

"Oh, Kyrian," she breathed. "Take me. Please!" As I was about to penetrate her, I awoke.

My eyes shot open. Damn! What the hell was wrong with me? I really did need to steer clear of her for awhile. I could not take this anymore. I quickly leaped out of bed and into the shower, putting it on freezing, forcing myself to stay under the icy spray. I wish Elena was here to share this shower with me and the water being warm instead of cold. Pressing my forehead against the tile, I forced myself to think of something else. It was hard.

And so were others things. I sighed. Again.