I opened my mouth to tell him how beautiful he was and then hesitated. What would that mean to him? How would he feel knowing I could see him but he could never reciprocate? I’d tell him, someday. Just not right this second, when there was too much of him tolearn.
There were maybe two steps between us, when suddenly, I realized how naked I felt in front of someone who couldn’t see me. This didn’t mean he didn’t pay attention to me. He could feel me, and hear my every small reaction. He proved this when his hand found a ticklish spot on my side, and when he bit me, very gently, on theneck.
“You like that,” he whispered and did it again,harder.
We wound up on his bed, limbs moving in search of the next great discovery, the next keen pleasure. Our bodies twisted and turned and every little thing was a sensation to be enjoyed. I closed my eyes and ate it allup.
“I want you on top.” He tapped my thigh and I moved, nipples hard as rocks from just that littlesting.
From up here, I had to tell him, “You’rebeautiful.”
“So areyou.”
“How can you tell?” My body moved up and back, up andback.
“You feel good, you smell good. This,” He grasped my hips and used me to stroke him. The wet sound made me cringe and him growl. “That noise is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Other than yourvoice.”
“My…” I trailed off when he reached between my legs, slid his finger between my lips and explored me in a way I’d never before beentouched.
“You’re wet again. So fucking wet. I love this.” He twisted his hand. “Is your clit always hard likethis?”
“I…” I could barely talk through the feel of him, the pleasure he pushed through my pores. “I don’t think so. I think it’s like you…your…”
“Mycock?”
“Yeah. I think it gets harder when I’m turnedon.”
He pinched me there and I squirmed. “Oh, that’s good. How’d you learnthat?”
“I read books, you know.” At his urging, I rolled off him, so we lay facing each other on the bed. “I get off listening to porn.” His tone changed. “Yeah. You liked this the other night. Taking my fingers. I gave you two on the porch. What if I fuck you withthree?”
My body tightened aroundhim.
“No, no. You gotta relax. Here. I’m just gonna slide it in.” His voice came outhusky.
I had no words left. Nothing except guttural, animal grunts and sighs. But he liked that, I could tell. He kissed me once when I got really loud, sort of eating up the sound, and then went back to the job of fucking me with his fingers. He zeroed in my g-spot again—talented man—and stroked it in his merciless pursuit of mypleasure.
“Iwant…”
I tried to tell him that this wasn’t going to work, or maybe that he needed to hurry and put on a condom or… I didn’t know. I had no freaking clue what I was trying tosay.
“Hold on.” He reached behind him and came up with the box, tore it open, and then made quick work of sliding a condom over his erection. I’d have to ask him how he’d gotten so good at that. One day. Just not right now. Not when the only thing I could think about was how he would feel insideme.
He laid a warm hand on my waist. “Which…whatposition?”
“You want to be on top?” I whispered, conscious of how easy this was—talking to a man about sex. After years of awkward, this was a newexperience.
“I don’t…” He huffed out a dry laugh and gave me a squeeze. “I want to do every single position there is. Top, bottom, back, front, God, if we could do it all at once, I would diehappy.”
I rolled into him and let him feel my answering giggle, then the sigh that followed it. “You know what’scrazy?”
“Hm?” His arm circled my back, pulling me in so that our warm skin touchedeverywhere.
“The other night and this, tonight—without even doing it yet—is the best sex I’ve ever had.Ever. You don’t… We could do it on our heads and it would blow mymind.”
“Is that achallenge?”
“No.” My cheeks hurt from smiling and I had to kiss him, right there, as hard as I could. I had to show him with my mouth what he couldn’t see—that tears had sprung to my eyes. That the feelings he created in me were too big for my body. “How about…” I slid my leg over his thigh and shifted closer, reached between us and reveled in his reaction to my touch on his cock. I got as close as I could, fitted him to me, and whispered, “Youready?”
