“This. Was. Amazing. Hands-down, the best sex of my life.”
“But we didn’t, uh. . .” He bit his bottom lip.
“Sex doesn’t have to include penetration. But for us, it never has to if you don’t want that. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to be with you in all ways, so we can talk about it if that’s something you want. If it isn’t, touching you and bringing you so much pleasure that you explode. . .yeah, that’s sexy, sweetheart.”
I let the silence stretch out between us for a few seconds, just staring into his eyes.
After a brief pause, Cade’s chin dipped slightly in agreement.
I moved my right hand to gently extricate his kiss-swollen lip from his teeth.
“Unless this is just another Thursday for you, hotshot?” I teased.
That pulled a laugh from his chest.
“No.Noway,” he emphasized. “For sure the best Thursday ever.”
“Good,” I replied. “Let me see what I can do about blowing your mind the other six days of the week.”
“If anyone can, surely ‘Ace’ Landry can, eh?” Cade teased.
I loved how we could move from blistering hot sex to playfulness, despite the evidence of our orgasms cooling on our skin.
“Ugh,” I wrinkled my nose exaggeratedly. “We are definitely not bringingthatnickname into our bed, sweetheart.”
I sealed our agreement with a brush of my lips against his one last time before rolling to the side and up out of bed.
“Be right back,” I told him.
Cade’s gaze drifted from the cum coating my skin that gravity had begun its work on to the sticky coating of his own abdomen.
“Okay. I’m a mess. I’ll be here.”
He waved a hand at the general vicinity of his lower body before letting it flop back onto the bed. His innocent, wide eyes and flush-tipped ears had me chuckling as I walked into the ensuite bathroom.
After a rinse at the sink and wiping with the hand towel, I flicked off the overhead light, leaving only the warm glow coming from the lights in the bathroom to see by.
I aimed to broadcast the message that I wanted him to sleep in my bed tonight.
I returned to the bed with a clean, wet towel to wipe Cade down with.
When I was within arm’s length, he half sat up in bed, raising his arm to take the towel from me. I quickly snapped it out of his reach.
“Uh-uh.”
“I can do that, you know.”
“Oh, I know you can. But I want to. It’s part of the full-service boyfriend package. There’s no way I’m falling down on the job on my very first day,” I infused my tone with fake admonishment before a wide smile broke out over my face, ruining the teasing effect.
I proceeded to efficiently, but thoroughly, wipe our shared release off Cade.
Once he was clean, I chucked the towel in the direction of the laundry bin, not waiting to see if it landed in the right spot.
I slid back into bed with Cade, righting the sheets and duvet from midway down the bed to pull them up to our chests.
Not wanting him to have a chance to second-guess everything, I rolled onto my side and pulled him to rest his head on my shoulder, wrapping my arms around him.
“Stay?”
