My mouth suddenly felt dry. His words elicited visuals that caused all moisture in my body to pool elsewhere.
Me: Like doggy style?
Kayden: Not really. Your face and chest are on the bed with your ass sticking up in the air, back bent. I would be standing, holding your waist, with my knees bent. It’s an entirely different angle compared to doggy style.
I was so fucking clueless when it came to sexual positions. I’d always been the queen of missionary. I switched to my browser, looking it up, but nothing really explained it to my satisfaction.
Me: Um, I may have to look that one up.
Kayden: It’s so fucking sexy and makes for a great view for me. I love that about you, so innocent and inexperienced.
I was sure it was a novelty to him, but my inexperience could become boring over time. I chewed on my lip, thinking it could happen one day.
Me: Ugh, maybe a little too inexperienced for you.
Kayden: Never. I can mold you into anything I want. It’s perfect.
Me: If you say so.
Kayden: The dream will give me something to think about all day. Gives me chills just thinking of doing that with you. Next time I see you…your face will be buried in the sheets.
Oh, hell!
My lovers had been so bland in their lovemaking. I always wanted more…hair-pulling, ass-smacking, rough sex filled with passion. I had always gone for the safe, boring lover who preferred missionary position in a bed instead of fucking in a car. Kayden filled a void that I had yearned for.
We messaged all day, naughty tidbits that we wanted to do to each other. I ached for him. I couldn’t wait for him to finish work, so we could Skype. I wanted to see him and maybe give him a peep show. Since he had a dream about me, I’d give him the images to match. I wanted to drive the man insane with lust for me. He might’ve thought I was innocent, but I felt particularly naughty when it came to Kayden.
Suzy and I spent the day together. We cleaned while we danced around the house—anything to help the time pass. I told her all about Kayden and about our time together in New Orleans. She and I were very different, but our friendship worked somehow. She was younger and always filled with questions about love, relationships, and sex. We shared a love of reading, although her tastes were a bit tamer than mine.
She wanted to know everything about our relationship. She was so blunt with her questions, but I never minded someone who spoke from the heart with pure curiosity.
“Did he use a condom?” she asked.
“No, we’ve been tested, and I’m on the pill,” I said, chomping on a cookie.
“I don’t know if I could do it. I’d be too scared.”
“I’ve never been pregnant, even when I was trying. I don’t think I have to worry about it. I take the pill out of precaution, not out of necessity.”
“Did you really have sex in a car?” she asked, noodles hanging from her mouth.
“Yes, I kind of got lost in the moment. I’ve never had sex in public before. Thank God it was dark.”
“I can’t wait to meet him, Sophia. He’s the first man I’ve heard you gush about in a long time.”
My phone chirped, and I looked at the screen, hoping it was Kayden.
Kayden: I’m home and logged on, ready?
I excused myself for a bit and headed to my room. I grabbed my iPad off the nightstand and plopped on the bed. I tapped on his picture to connect, and he accepted after one ring.
“Hey, baby,” he said, lying on his bed shirtless.
“You’re so sexy.” I moved my face closer to get a better look.
“Checking me out?”
“No, I just don’t have my contacts in,” I said, laughing and squinting at the screen.
