With one arm behind his head and the other wrapped around me, he glanced down suspiciously and said, “Do you want something? Noodles?”
“Do you think I’m telling you that I like you just because I want something?” I asked with mock offense.
“I don’t know. Maybe?”
“I like you because I like you. That’s it.”
“Okay. I like you too.”
“But you know what would make me happy?” I said.
“What’s that?”
“If you would let me touch you.”
“You’re touching me right now.”
“I want to touch you in a sexy way.”
“Really?” He shifted a little in bed.
“Do you like making me come?”
“Yes?” he answered as if it were a trick question.
“Well, I want to make you come too. That would make me really happy.”
Before he was able to respond, I rolled on top of him. Little Miss Purrfect hissed and jumped off the foot of the bed. We were already under the covers, both of us in only our underwear, and I took a moment to admire how handsome he was, with his dark eyes and stern mouth, lying there with a wary look on his face, wanting to trust me but unable to let go of his fears.
“Can I touch you?” I asked as my hand hovered just above his smooth skin.
“Yeah.” He swallowed, the knob of his throat bobbing enticingly.
“Here?” I said and laid one hand gently on the center of his sternum, bracing myself so that I didn’t hit my head on the bottom of the upper bunk.
“Yes.”
“How about here?” I laid my other hand over the bulge in his underwear and gently squeezed.
“That’s fine too.”
“Artemis says it’s okay to make new memories.”
“All right.”
“It’s okay to feel pleasure and to want things.”
“I know,” he said, even while tensing underneath me.
“Do you?”
“Sure.”
“So, do you want me, Cipher?”
FIFTEEN
CIPHER
