Our shower session didn’t allow time to get a condom and I was grateful he’d pulled out. I wasn’t worried though, because the few times we had unprotected sex, he made sure not to cum in me.
We never had a conversation about kids, but I assumed he wasn’t interested right now, and neither was I. We were still new and didn’t really have any confirmation as to what we were. I wasn’t with anyone else, and I assumed he wasn’t either, but that didn’t mean we were ready for kids.
“Fuck, man. You got me all out of my element, Sophie.” Trooper grabbed my waist and forced me back against his body. We were now standing directly under his massive shower head while he trailed kisses across my neck and collarbone.
“Out of your element? How?”
He chuckled and reached around me to grab his soap. “In a lot of ways, just trust me.”
“Is that good or bad?” I asked, turning to face him. It sounded like it could go either way.
“Both,” he replied with a grin, then pecked my lips. “Now hurry up, so we can get out. I’m tired as hell and want to feel you wrapped around me as I go to sleep.”
Ten minutes later we were in his bed with darkness surrounding us. My body hugged the side of his while his hand moved up and down my thigh.
“I told my mother about you today,” I said randomly and let my teeth sink into my lip while I waited. He knew we were very close based on conversations about my family.
“Oh yeah? And what did she say?”
“She said whatever makes me happy,” I lied, but he didn’t need to know that.
Trooper lifted his head and looked at me. The room was dark, but I felt his eyes on me and I smiled.
“I make you happy?” he questioned.
“Yes.”
He kissed my shoulder and let his head fall back into the pillow again.
“Do I make you happy?” I hadn’t planned to ask, but after the conversation I had with my mother earlier, I had so many things in my head. Maybe she was right and this was just fun.
I felt my body shift a little as Trooper pulled away from me, then hovered above me. I saw the outline of his face as he stared down at me with a smirk.
“I like what we have. I like you, so yeah, I’m good right now.” He dropped down enough to graze my lips with his before he sent his tongue into my mouth. The way he worked his tongue against mine and pressed his lower half against me, I creamed instantly.
“I’m happy, Sophie,” Trooper said before he lay down again, yanking my body against his.
“Tell me about your family. You never talk about them.”
I felt his body tense against mine before his deep voice flowed through the room.
“That’s ’cause there isn’t a damn thing to say. My mother was a crackhead and I don’t know who my father was. Until I was six months old, my parents were listed as unknown on my birth certificate. The only reason I know my mother is because she came looking for me when someone told her she could get money if she kept me.
When she found out she couldn’t get custody of me because she was strung out on coke, she disappeared again and never looked back. I’m not surprised though. The same day she had me, she left me in the toilet where she’d delivered me. A crack head found me, flagged down a cop, and showed him where Iwas. That’s fucked up, right? So why would I talk about her or a father I don’t know? They ain’t shit and I’m good. Story made sure of that. So he’s the only person I even consider family. Well, him and Los.”
Floored by his confession, I just kept quiet. I didn’t know what to say.
“Ay, why you so quiet? Don’t let that affect you one way or another, I damn sure don’t. It doesn’t mean anything.” Trooper kissed my shoulder again and laughed. “It was motivation. If it hadn’t been for them, I wouldn’t be who I am today and I’m not complaining about that.”
I smiled at his outlook on things. If he was okay, I was okay, but I appreciated him telling me. It made me feel that much closer to him.
“See, that’s what I mean about you got me out of my element. The only people who know my life story are Los and Story. You got me telling you things that will get you killed.” He chuckled and I stayed quiet. “I’m not gonna hurt you, Sophie, relax. I didn’t mean anything by that.” His large hand moved across my leg up to my waist.
“I know you won’t hurt me,” I said softly.
“Good, because I mean that. Never be afraid of me. No matter what.”
I closed my eyes and moved my hand up his chest, letting it rest there. It sounded like there was something else to his confession, but at the moment, I didn’t care. I felt safe with him in every way possible.
