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Relaxing my head into the pillow, I was confused. “Ain’t ridiculous.” Why was that ridiculous? Was it ridiculous for me to want some certainty from her before I gave away the last chance I’d probably have at… the last chance I’d maybe ever get at falling in love?
Was that what was happening?
Shit. Well then, I really needed to be careful. What was stopping her from ripping me apart and running away?
“Yes, it is. It’s antiquated and old-fashioned. Are you trying to preserve my virtue or something?”
“What virtue?” I said with a smirk. The irritated look on her face made me think she hadn’t gotten the joke. “If that’s what I’m doin’, why’d I bring you back to my house in the first place?”
She scoffed.
“You like to argue just to argue?” Or maybe she was arguing ’cause whatever it was that had ruined her mood last night was still bothering her and she was trying to distract me. Or maybe sex was all she wanted from me.
“I’m not arguing with you. I’m disagreeing with you.”
“Whatever you wanna call it. No, I’m not tryin’ to protect your virtue, but I s’pose maybe I am old-fashioned.” I pulled her back down, kissing her chin and cheek. “You have no idea how much I want inside you. But, like I said, we ain’t ready for that.”
“I’m not ready, you mean.” She jumped off me and yanked my comforter out from underneath my ass. Seeing her femininity in my house was highlighting just how “single bachelor” my furniture was. Her softness stood out from all the dark bulkiness and sharp edges. “Maybe you’re not ready.” Wrapping the blanket around her body like a towel, tucking it closed over her breasts, she whipped around, the thing trailing behind her, and stomped out of my bedroom.
It was the single sexiest thing she’d ever done, and my dick hardened even further when I caught a glimpse of the angry red flush flashing across the side of her face and neck beneath her pink glasses.
She grumbled all the way down the hall, muttering, “Not ready? What does that even mean? Where are my clothes?”
Jumping up, I followed, adjusting my dick, wishing we had all the time in the world to explore each other, that I could spend hours making her flush for other, kinkier reasons. The thought had me imagining her handcuffed to my bedpost while I fucked into—
Whoa. Slow down, old man. That might send her running even sooner.
I caught up to her standing in the middle of my kitchen, the blanket slipping down her back, curling around her hips. It allowed the curve of her spine to show below her delicate shoulder blades and the hint of her ass just beyond my sight.
When I spoke, she yanked it up, clutching it tight.
“I folded your clothes and put ’em on the bathroom sink. You can use my toothbrush. It’s brand new. I threw away my old one and opened it for you this morning after I brushed my teeth. Your boots are by the door, and your bag’s hangin’ from my hat hook. That’s where it goes, by the way.”
I smiled, and she turned. “You’re condescending.”
I advanced slowly, letting her know I’d stop if she wanted me to, and she backed up two steps but no further. “If it pleases you, you can throw your bag any old place,” I said, taking her in my arms carefully, like we were dancing, fitting one hand on her low back over the blanket. I backed her up against the wall next to my kitchen window, looking in her eyes. “But I’m right about this.”
“No, you’re—”
“Yes, I am,” I whispered, kissing her cheeks and neck, making my way lower. I tugged the blanket down and bent, sliding her soft bra to the side and sucking a flushed nipple into my mouth.
I couldn’t stop the groan that came out of my mouth. Fuck, her breasts were soft.
She tried again, but the argument fell from her lips like a slur. “No, y-you’re n-not.” She moaned, and the blanket dropped and pooled around our feet on the floor.
I was so hard, I could barely move, but I kneeled before her and made my way even lower, showing her my intention with my tongue, licking down her belly to her pussy, spreading her open with my fingers. Pumping two inside her, I looked up at her beautiful face. She was nothing short of magnificent when she was angry and turned on at the same time. There was some kind of fire behind her hazel eyes. She was still mad at me, but she wanted me, and the way she pressed her teeth into her bottom lip was sexy as sin.
“Want me to stop?”
I didn’t want to. I wanted my body inside hers.
But I couldn’t let things go that far yet. I needed to protect us both.
She shook her head, making strands of her hair fall over her breasts, and I licked hard between her pussy lips, from her cunt to her clit. She gasped a long, slow intaking of air through her mouth, and then let it out even slower in a moan. Her head hit the wall when it fell back, and she widened her legs.
“Good girl.”
She whimpered.
