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I reach behind me and massage his cock. We can’t go there. I can’t. I don’t want to talk about the inevitable.
“Fallon—”
“At this point,” I say reasonably, “he’s going to kill you anyway.”
“I just don’t think it’s good to keep doing this. And I’m fucking weak when it comes to you.”
Those words are both music and broken glass. “Fallon’s not my boss, and I’m not his property. I’m very much my own. Or yours, on certain terms.”
He buries his face into my nape, and I rock against his cock as his hand shifts to my lower belly, making fire lick high within me.
“You’re fucking dangerous.” He sighs. “So fucking dangerous.”
I pull the elastic of his underwear away from where they sit low on his abs. I slide a hand into them, wrapping my fingers around the girth of him, and he groans.
His fingers skim the top of my panties, and everything flutters and yearns.
“I know it won’t last. This thing.” His finger burrows down under the cotton and slips over my clit, pausing to touch and play and send me almost out of my mind. I’m instantly and utterly wet.
“Christ, you feel so fucking good,” he says, sliding lower as I part my thighs for him so he can dip into my pussy.
“You do owe me.” I lean back into him, working him slowly. “You took my virginity.”
“Shit, I did, didn’t I? Do you regret that?”
“Ohhh . . .” I try to breathe as he curls his fingers in me, making all kinds of sensations unwind and coil through my blood. I’m so alive with the electric pleasure he’s bringing. “Please. Like you’d have been allowed near my ass if I didn’t want you to be. I wouldn’t have let you do a thing to me that I didn’t want, Tizio. And I wanted. All of it.”
“You’re so odd.”
“Must just be because I like you.” I squeeze him, and he moans. He retaliates by upping his finger fucking game. “And I do. I also don’t do things I don’t want to do. I want you.”
“Karlee . . .”
“No, Manolo,” I say. “You’re safe. I’m not asking for a ring or a boyfriend or anything. Just . . .”
I let him go and reluctantly turn, pulling his fingers from me as I do so. His hand remains in my panties, though. As I face him, he cups my pussy, pressing the heel of his hand into my clit, and that sends sparks cascading everywhere.
“Just I don’t want this to end yet.”
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he brings me in close and kisses me, long, deep, and sweet. It’s a kiss that melts layers. A kiss that reveals secrets, and I kiss him back with all of mine, all the feelings for him, in that deep, hot caress.
Our tongues dance and mate. It’s like slow, freeform sex. There’s nothing to it, no games, and I wrap around him as he pushes my underwear down and makes short work of his own.
We keep kissing and exploring, no layers between us. He pulls me up onto him, into his arms as he sits up, holding me tight, just kissing, like he can’t get enough. I know I can’t. Each kiss makes me hungrier, more needy, and the satiation they bring opens up deeper layers of hunger.
He teases my opening, and I rise up, coming down on his cock, filling myself with him. We come together in each other’s arms like it’s new, like we’re the entire world, like we invented sex and the kisses just keep coming.
I’m so lost in him. I don’t know what this is. Straight-up sex, a new discovery, nakedness beyond flesh.
I start to come in big, resounding waves, and he pulls me hard onto him as he pulsates in me, shuddering too.
When we’re done, the kisses continue, tapering down into just touches and caresses. He eases me off him, pulling me down into his arms. Then covers up, and he falls asleep holding me.
I fight off the veils, his heart is beneath my ear. It’s strong beat a lifeline, one that tethers my wildly flailing thoughts. I hold him tight like he’ll disappear if I don’t.
Right now, I’m so confused about what I want with school and my future. I know it can be anything, anywhere, except I keep coming back to this steady beat of an anchor. I wonder if my wants and needs are tangled up right here in this bed, with this man.
I’m so fucked.
