“Wow.” My brows rise, a smile edging across my mouth. “He even can’t say what we are.”
“Are we…?” His chest rises in a bigger breath. Either he doesn’t want to say the word first or he’s not sure if it’s the “normal” time for labels.
I tilt my head. “Your virginity is showing.”
“Pretty sure I lost my virginity a long time ago.”
“Relationshipvirginity.”
In the water, his hand dips down my swim shorts, rubbing my bare ass. I bite down, my pulse hammering. I tuck him closer to my chest, even if he’s the one anchoring meto the corner.
“How long is a long time ago?” I ask him. It’s not public knowledge, and he hasn’t really told me yet.
Maximoff stares at my lips for a long moment.
I splash water at his face.
He lets go of the edge just to wipe the water. “Thank you for that.”
“Stop imagining your cock inside my mouth.”
He feigns confusion. “How’d you know?”
“Wild guess.”
His voice lowers to a deep whisper. “When did you have your first sexual experience with someone?”He needs me to answer first.
I don’t mind. “Thirteen. I was young, and I mistookyou have a great assfor love.” Some people are into casual hookups or NSA sex, but that’s not my favorite thing. I prefer getting to know the person before or during or after for a while—and I can’t stand open relationships.
While you fuck me, you only fuck me.
His lips lift, but then they fall in deep contemplation, mulling over my words:I was young, and I mistook ‘you have a great ass’ for love.And then he asks, “How do you know that’s not happening now?”
My brows jump. “That’s assuming I’m in love with y—” I cutmyselfoff, reading his stiff, rigid body language clearly. His features start padlocking. Shutting me out.No. No.“Hey, I’m fucking with you, Maximoff. I’m an asshole.” I clutch his impassive face. My stomach twists. It’s extremely hard for him to be vulnerable.I know this.
I shouldn’t have made that joke.
“It’s fine,” he says, his voice void of emotion. “I get it.”
“No you don’t.” And I tell him bluntly, assuredly, without a fucking doubt, “You’re my boyfriend. And from the jump-start, this has alwaysbeen more than just sex.” Yeah, we wanted tofuck each other’s brains out, but for Maximoff to take this risk, it had to be more than what he can get at a nightclub.
His shoulders try to loosen, and he starts to smile, water dripping off our wet hair. “Boyfriends. Are you sure that’s what we are?”
“A hundred percent.” I pause. “Are you?”
He nods strongly. “Yeah.”
I just fucking kiss him. He deepens the embrace, his hand rising from my ass to the back of my head.
When our lips break, he finally tells me, “Seventeen. That’s when I had sex for the first time.”
It makes sense. I’m about to speak, but his phoneringsby the diving board. A call. Maximoff immediately swims over to the other side, and I pull myself out of the water.
He’s already sitting on the edge, phone in hand, when I reach him. “It’s Luna.” Concern hardens his face.
It’s one a.m. on a school night, latefor Luna to call.
He clicks the speakerphone button. “Hey, what’s going on?”
