“If it was really bad, I would have gone and gotten something.” I reassure him. “But what does that have to do with trying something new?”
“Well, you’ve said you’re not interested in having oral performed on you while you’re bleeding. So I was thinking we could play withyour luscious ass.” He bites his bottom lip before slowly letting it go.
“Oh.” That hadn’t even occurred to me.
“When you say ‘oh’ like that, it lets me know I missed the mark. What were you thinking?” Royal is so unfazed by my response. It’s like he’s discussing the weather more so than sex.
“How did you get so good at talking about sex?” I hide my heated face behind my hands.
Royal pulls my hands away one at a time. “I’ve had a number of partners and found that it’s easier to just ask for what I want rather than expect someone to read my mind.”
I try to take his words to heart. “I feel it’s been a lot about me and not enough about you. I want to make you feel good too.”
Royal is shaking his head before I finish my statement. “Not how I feel at all.”
“You’re sure?” I try to step back from him to examine everything about him.
But he doesn’t let me. He wraps his arms around my ass and drags me to him until my knees buckle and I’m pulled onto his lap.
When we’re nose to nose, he answers. “We took yesterday nice and slow, but both of us had orgasms. At the end, we both expressed satisfaction.”
“Okay.” I settle in on his lap.
He’s given me everything I’ve wanted, even if I haven’t been able to ask.
“I don’t want to push you too far too fast. I understand wanting to be able to do this all on your own terms, I respect that, but I don’t want you to do things because you’re feeling like this is the only chance to make it happen.” He nuzzles against my shoulder, and I rest my head on his.
“This could be my only chance.” I fist his shirt, disliking the way reality keeps finding its way into the bubble of false hope and the fake future I’ve made with him.
He doesn’t say anything, not for a long while. He draws deep breaths and relaxes into both the seat and on my shoulder, and for a little bit, I wonder if Royal fell asleep.
“Some people get off giving oral sex. But it isn’t hard to have adecent first time doing it. The mechanics are pretty straightforward.” Royal runs a hand up my spine. “But anal is a bit of a different beast. It can really hurt if someone doesn’t take the time to work you up to their cock. And I never recommend taking a cock during your first time.”
I stiffen as he trails his hand back down, caressing and then palming my ass.
“What do you recommend?” I manage to get out in a whisper.
“A small toy or a finger or two,” he whispers back.
Nodding, I agree. “Yes, let’s do that.”
He grips the globe of my butt a little tighter, and his eyes turn that goldish-brown color. “I was hoping you’d say yes.”
Like I weigh nothing, Royal stands from the chair, carrying me to the bed. He gently sets me down on it and slides his hands up my pajama-clad legs, the ruffling of the fabric tickling at my skin. Once he makes it to the waistband, he slowly draws the bottoms down.
When I shiver, Royal smiles. “Let’s get you warmed up.” He wraps his fingers around my ankle and pulls my leg, dragging me across the bed toward him. He reaches past me and pulls the covers down before he stops and laughs. “Okay, this was way sexier in my head.”
The laugh breaks all the tension. My nerves fizzle off, and I back myself up over the lump of covers he made to be more central on the bed.
“Thank you, m’lady.” He tips a nonexistent hat to me.
“How do you do that?” I sigh, looking at him. The messy hair and relaxed posture, it’s so effortless.
“Do what?” Royal shrugs, but his eyes are roaming my body.
“Make sex not scary.” I sit up a little bit on the bed.
Royal steps over to his toy cabinet but keeps his eyes on me. “Sex isn’t supposed to be scary. It’s supposed to be fun. If you can’t laugh every now and then during it, then what’s the point?”
