"I'm sorry I didn't tell you who I am. It genuinely never occurred to me. I mean, it did in a way, but I was desperate to connect with someone who didn't care about who I am or my money. Meeting you at the market that day was the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"I don't care about your money, Xander. As long as you understand that I pay my way, and as such, I may not be able to do some of the things you are used to." He opens his mouth, but I cover it with mine before he speaks.
When he's kiss-drunk and needy, I pull back. "There's only one thing I'll never mind you get for me."
"What's that?"
"Pretty," I say, kissing his lips. "Soft." I kiss his cheek. "Satin." I run my teeth over his Adam's apple. "Panties." I return to his lips, and this time he tightens his hold to keep me there until I'm the one who’s kiss-drunk and tenting in my pajama pants.
"You're unwell," he says. I'm not sure he's trying to convince me we shouldn't have sex, or himself.
I chuckle, but then a yawn gives my tiredness away.
"If I go to sleep, will you be here when I wake up?" I ask.
He stands up to remove his jeans and sweater, leaving him in a sexy pair of black panties and a cotton long-sleeve shirt, before he comes over and lies beside me.
"Fuck, that's not fair," I groan.
"Sleep, baby. There's plenty of time for the good stuff.”
I cuddle up to him, making sure the IV line isn't trapped, and allow sleep to take over.
24
XANDER
The beef stewis bubbling away nicely. According to the recipe, I just need to lower the heat and allow it to cook for the next two hours. Checking only sporadically.
The pumpkin spice cake is ready, so I remove it from the oven and let it cool on the rack, ready for the icing later.
Ash was still sleeping when I peeked into the bedroom twenty minutes ago, so I'm going to check on him again. It's been two weeks since he was sick with the flu. He's back to work at the market, and on the farm, but I can tell it's taking a toll on him.
I have a plan though. And the first part of the execution starts as soon as he’s awake and before our guests arrive.
It's the first time I've had people for dinner in my apartment, which is ridiculous but true.
Who knew that all it would take for me to get a life was a boyfriend and a busier job?
I walk toward my room, removing my shirt and sweatpants along the way. I can't wait to get under the covers with Ash and wake him up slowly.
My jaw drops to the floor, and my cock hardens immediately, at the sight that meets me when I turn the corner toward my bedroom door. The door I left closed but seems to be conveniently open.
I cross my arms and lean against the frame of the door to appreciate the view.
Ash is wearing the panties I gave him yesterday. Light pink with an oversized bow that sits perfectly on the cleft of his ass. I know exactly what to expect from the front of the panties, but until my presence is known, I'm appreciating the view. The satin-encased perfect butt and the long tail of the bow running down Ash's legs.
He's rummaging through my panties’ drawer, looking for something. I know what it is because we've talked about this particular fantasy. Which is why the item he's looking for is currently sitting inside my ass, stretching me nicely so I can take my boyfriend's cock all in one go.
I clear my throat and have to bite the inside of my mouth when Ash straightens up, knowing he was caught with his hands literally in the panty drawer.
The cutest shade of red rises up the top of his back and neck.
"Ash...are you looking for something?"
Being the tease that he is, he pushes his ass out, showing me the beautiful curve of his back, but only turns his face my way. When he sees I'm only wearing panties, he forgets himself and turns fully around to give me the full view of his ready-to-play cock.
"Those panties are the best purchase I've ever made. I'm definitely getting them in all the colors they have."
