"Thank you for being here.For making me dinner?—"
I moved closer to her and placed a finger on her lips to shush her."No more thanks.I want to do this for you."I kissed her forehead before opening the meat and putting it in the microwave to defrost.
She picked up the knife to cut the peppers.
I set out a bowl for her to put the veggies in.We worked well together.I liked how domestic this felt.Cooking dinner together after a day of work.Coming together to support each other.I wanted her to block her mother from her life, but it wasn't my place to tell her that.She needed to deal with her mother in her own way.
But if she kept me a secret from her family, we'd have a problem.It was still early in our relationship, and I hadn't exactly been clear about where I stood.I was standing on the edge, teetering on going over.Did I want something serious with her, or should I keep things light?
Belle put some music on and wiggled her butt while she cut the onion.I leaned against the counter, watching her work.
It didn't take much to distract her from her conversation with her mother.
She flashed me a smile every once in a while, and eventually, I moved close to kiss her neck.
She leaned against me, and I savored the feel of her weight.She trusted me to take care of her tonight.It was a start.Part of her would be worried that I'd ghost her like I had when we were teens.I'd just have to be here for her.To be the man she could rely on.
The conversation about how much I didn't like her mother would have to wait.Tonight wasn't the right time.
I browned the meat with the veggies.Then added the seasoning.When it was cooked, I poured the mixture into taco shells.
Belle added the cheese, tomatoes, and lettuce.
We sat on the couch, plates on our laps while I flipped through the channels.I stopped on a comedy and hit Play.
We ate our tacos while we laughed at the cheesy jokes and over-the-top acting.It was just what she needed.
When we were done eating, I picked up the plates and cleaned the kitchen.I was just rinsing the plates when she came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
Somehow, her touch permeated through the layers of clothes to my heart.
"I want you to take me to bed."
"Yeah?"I turned in her arms, my voice gravelly.
She nodded, her arms circling my neck.She pulled me down to her, touching her lips to mine.I was powerless to say no to her if this was what she really wanted.I could have held myself back, shown her that there was more to our relationship than the physical.But if she craved the closeness, then I couldn't refuse her.
Everything was better when I was in her arms.The outside world faded away.The pressure about the job, the worries about my insecurities, the unknowns about our relationship all fell away until it was just us.
I lifted her, her legs wrapped around my waist.As I lowered her to the bed, I said, "This Saturday night, you're mine.Pack your bag.You're spending the rest of the weekend with me."
Her eyes lit up."Yeah?"
"Yes."I wouldn't take no for an answer.She'd hired Aspen to work Sundays, so we were off on the same day, and I wanted to take advantage of the situation.No more late nights.We'd have hours to be together, and I couldn't wait.
I took my time, kissing her and removing our clothes.I rolled to my side with her facing away from me.I lifted her leg over mine, opening her to me.Then I entered her from behind.
This position was more relaxed, and it gave me easy access to her body.I touched her nipples."Rub your clit."
I watched while her hand drifted down her stomach and between her legs.I jerked when her fingers brushed against the base of my cock.
"It's so wet and slippery," she said with awe in her voice.
Had she not touched herself with a man before?I tucked her hair behind her ear, so I could see her face while she pleasured herself.I liked that I was the first one to see her so uninhibited.It only made me hotter.I pressed into her, increasing the pace so that her breasts jiggled.
She bit her lip as she rubbed her swollen nub, and I wished it were my fingers touching her.Yet at the same time, the sight of her touching herself was something I wouldn't forget.
This position made everything tighter, and I wasn't going to last long.I kissed her shoulder."Are you close?"
