He shakes his head slowly.
“Not even other girls you’ve slept with?”
“Ah. Babe, I’ve never been with a girl. Gay guy here. I mean, I considered trying with Taylor, but I learned real fast that I only got hard for guys. Well, more or less one guy.”
“Me?” I grin.
“Yes, you, you idiot.” He laughs.
“Wait.” My brows furrow. “If you haven’t been with any girl before, and I was the first guy you’ve been with, that would mean...”
“I was a virgin before you, yes. Can we please not make a big deal out of it?” he grumbles.
My mouth drops open. “Make a big deal? I think it’s a huge deal. Babe, you suck cock like a pro, and the way you fucked me.” I groan, rolling my hips, letting him feel how hard I am just at the thought of it. “Mind-fucking-blowing.”
“You’re full of shit. That was a moment of anger and emotion,” he grumbles.
“You’re telling me you didn’t like it?”
“No. I liked it. I just feel guilty.” He sighs.
“Why?”
“Because I was rough. A little mean. I don’t know. I just took.”
“And I didn’t ask you to stop. You didn’t take anything from me that I didn’t want. And being rough? Yeah, I’m into that. I’ve never bottomed before, so I was always the more dominant one. Had no idea I liked being manhandled.”
“Wait. You’ve never bottomed before?” Easton’s eyes flick between mine. “So, that was your first time?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Fuck,” he hisses. “I’m so fucking sorry. If I had known, I’d never have done it.”
“Hey.” I cup the back of his head, pressing a kiss to his lips to keep him from spiraling. “It’s okay. I’m okay. I’m not mad. I liked it. And I’d like it to happen again.”
“You would?”
“Oh yeah.” I grin against his lips. “But, I’d also like to know what it feels like being inside you.”
Easton groans. “Stop. You’re making me hard, and your little brother is sleeping on the other side of the room.”
“Yup, that did it. Boner killer.” I sigh.
“Good.” He laughs.
“Easton.”
“Yeah?”
“I love you. You know that?”
“Bennett.”
“Yeah?” I huff out a laugh.
“I love you, too. You know that?”
“Brat.” I laugh, kissing him again.
