I want him.
I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anyone before.
He saw me in my underwear and told me he thought I was attractive, so he must mean it. He likes me just fine and just the way I am. I have to own it.
I will.
I shove the covers aside and stand. Going toward him.
His eyes narrow and darken. His intense stare only grows more intense. He keeps his eyes on mine.
I reach back and unhook my bra.
“Wren.” The word is choked. It comes out as both a warning and a plea. He can try to scare me all he wants, but it won’t work.
I pull it off, letting it fall at my feet. Then I hook my thumbs under the top of my underwear and pull them down, stepping out of them. I wish I had known this was going to happen. I would have trimmed down there. I would have shaved my legs yesterday. Instead, I decided to wear pants. I was running late. Shit happens.
No!
I need to stop this way of thinking.
None of it matters.
I stand tall, pulling my shoulders back, praying he doesn’t turn and leave now that he’s seen me naked and at my most vulnerable.
“You’re sure about this?” he asks, his eyes still on mine.
“Yes.” I’m shocked at how steady my voice is.
His eyes finally track my body. His jaw tightens, and his muscles bulge. He gets this tic on the side of his jaw. Grim looks pissed off, but when his eyes lock back with mine, I realize that it’s desire.
He wants me. He wants me badly. It gives me confidence.
“We need to set a few rules first,” he says.
“I thought we already did that.”
“Not even close.” He shakes his head.
“Okay.” I shrug. “Go right ahead.”
“What would you consider to be out of bounds, Wren?”
“What do you mean by out of bounds?” I frown.
“Are you comfortable with any sexual position?” he asks.
“How many positions are there?”
He smiles, and I swear my clit does this zing thing. I have this urge to squeeze my legs shut, to rub them together. I need friction. I need to come so badly.
“There are a lot of positions. On your knees, on top of me, under me, on your side, backwards, standing with your legs closed, with your legs open, upside down. There are so many ways to make a female come…trust me on that.”
It’s my turn to smile. “Are we staying for a few days or a few hours? How many positions can you put me in? Because I want this…I do. But I also think it would be better if it didn’t happen again.” I don’t want to fall for him. That would be terrible.
His eyes darken, and his Adam’s apple works. “Agreed. As to how many positions we could try before we have to leave. My answer is quite a few.”
“A few?” I lick my lips. I’m tempted to touch myself right now. “I just want you inside me already. I don’t care about the position. I don’t think it matters that much.”
