“I can’t do that,” I get out on a half-moan. “I’m halfway to coming now, too.”
Immediately, he lifts up my tank top. “You’re going to go more than halfway tonight, babe.”
Within seconds, my top and bra are on the ground. Jenson’s large hands gently wrap around my waist as our eyes catch. His gaze runs the length of my body before he brings his eyes back up to meet mine.
“Olive.” His voice is hoarse. “Christ, you’re beautiful.”
He palms one of my bare breasts. “It’s been so long since I’ve touched you.”
I whisper, “You’ve never touched me like this. Not…bare.”
His teeth lightly graze the hard bud of my nipple, and I let out a moan.
“No, I haven’t. That’s a fucking shame.” He sucks harder, and I grab at his hair and pull him even closer.
The sensation between my legs is so intense I can hardly stay standing. He unbuttons my cut-offs and slides his hand inside the band of my underwear.
I don’t know who’s shaking more as he touches me between my legs for the first time. He curses into my breast as his finger presses inside me.
“Olive.” His voice is a harsh whisper. “Fuck. You’re so wet.”
I clutch at his shoulders, needing his strength to keep myself upright.
Three thrusts of his finger, and I come hard on his hand.
A half-sob leaves my throat. Jenson scoops me up into his arms and carries me over to the couch where he wraps an afghan around me.
I snuggle into his chest and look up at him. His green eyes scan my face like he’s trying to understand everything I’m feeling.
“Remember your request? To take things slow?” he asks me.
I nod.
“We’re going to hold to that. Because it’s what we need. But I just want you to know—I want to do everything with you, Olive.” He leans in to kiss me softly. “Everything.”
I kiss his strong jawline. “Me too.”
* * *
Jenson kisses me goodbye on my top step, right outside the front door. I wave as he leaves, walking down my driveway backward so he can watch me until he reaches the street.
Tonight felt like a real date, something we’ve never had.
I always wanted to be with the love of my life. I wanted that choice to be one I could make. But that hasn’t been the way fate has worked out for me so far. And even though I know I shouldn’t be, even though I know I shouldn’t count on things between us lasting, tonight I’m ridiculously happy.
