Everyone I met I viewed as a potential threat.
And when I turned pro, which happened so fast after his passing, I had even more reason to be suspicious of the motives of anyone new in my life.
So, I kept everyone but the people who had been there from the start at arm’s length.
“Let’s just say I don’t let many people into my world.”
She tilts her head and studies me for a moment.
I nearly squirm at her observation.
“I’m honored you let me in,” she says.
I kiss her gently. “We’re not done yet.”
* * *
After a shower so we can rinse off the day of Texas heat and sweat, I take Haley from behind with her bent over the enormous bathroom sink.
I pinch her nipples as I drive into her. Watching her flushed face and pink pout in the mirror over the sink turns me on even more.
“Enough with the breasts,” she begs me. “I’m too turned on, Liam. Grab my hips instead.”
I happily do as she asks.
I’m learning that Haley is unfiltered during sex.
She doesn’t have an ounce of self-consciousness about her. She moans if it feels good, and if she doesn’t like something, she tells me.
I love her honesty.
After years of never knowing what my partner wanted—inandout of the bedroom—I relish Haley not keeping her guard up.
“Liam.”
I’m so close to coming.
I make eye contact with her in the mirror.
“Yeah?”
“Slow down. I want to enjoy this for a few more minutes.”
“Minutes? Darling, I’ll try, but…”
Her amazing, musical laugh always takes me by surprise.
“Okay, a few more seconds. I’m so on the edge, babe.”
Babe.
She just called me babe.
This thing between us is escalating to more than two near-strangers fucking. Not that it was ever that.
But…
“Liam.”
