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e to do it on. Where we are now … it’s good. ”
I laugh at myself. Good. “Okay, it’s fucking awesome. ”
She pushes her nose into my neck and kisses me there. Not the kind of thing I ever would’ve thought I wanted a girl to do, but Caroline can do it all night long if she wants. It’s nice. Like when Frankie used to wake up in the middle of the night and crawl into my bed, all warm and soft. Comfortable.
“Thanks,” she says.
“Don’t thank me. We already established that I’m a dick. ”
Her arm tightens around me. “You’re not. You’re great. I mean, you’re kind of also a dick. But mostly great. ”
She’s quiet for a minute, and I’m thinking about how right I feel with her and how I’ve never had this with anyone else. Never let any girl this close.
I’m glad it’s the same for her. I know that makes me a jerk, because it means everything that happened to her with Nate had to be kind of shitty in order for her to come to me and think what we’ve got is anything different—anything special at all.
But I’m glad anyway.
I want everything with Caroline to be special.
After a while, her hand starts meandering down my stomach, and she unbuttons my slacks and lowers the zipper. I lift my hips to help her peel them off. She slips the pad of one finger underneath the waistband of my briefs and follows it across my stomach, which makes me suck in a breath.
I could go again. Soon.
“Take these off,” I say, grabbing a fistful of her pajama pants.
She does, while I take off my briefs. She’s a little shy about it, and she leaves her panties on. They’re purple, with dark purple lace at the top.
“Nice,” I tell her.
That makes her smile. She shoots a nervous look at my crotch and starts to maneuver her way down there, but I grab hold of her armpit and haul her back up so I can kiss her. She’s pressed against me, skin to skin, nothing but a tiny scrap of panties separating us. I kiss her slow and lazy, knowing how lucky I am and wanting to soak in it for a good long time.
When she finally pulls her mouth away, I’m hard again, and she’s squirmy, pressing herself into me.
She starts to kiss her way down my chest.
“Let me get you off,” I say.
“I promised. ”
I can only see the top of her head, and I can’t tell if she means that funny or serious.
“You don’t have to,” I remind her.
“Shh. ” She takes her time getting down there, and the way she does it … Jesus. All those shy glances, somehow I got thinking she didn’t know what she was doing, but by the time she puts her tongue on my cock, one quick swirl around the head, I’m already half dead.
“Tease,” I choke out.
She grins. Sticks out that pointed pink tongue of hers. Licks me clean.
I keep my hands fisted in the blankets so I won’t put them in her hair. Caroline and me have messed around a lot, but tonight’s different, and I don’t want to fuck it up. Traumatize her or whatever. She can do whatever she wants to me, but I’m not going to push her.
It’s fucking hard, though. To keep still. To keep from showing her exactly what I want her to do to me. She wraps her fingers around the base of my cock, and there’s this spot where she could put pressure and doesn’t. She licks and sucks the underside where I’m so sensitive, but she flicks right over the place beneath the head that makes me insane.
I give up on the blankets and rub my hands over her shoulders, up her neck, into her hair. Not clutching at her, though it takes a monumental effort not to. Just touching her.
She cups my balls, but her fingers are so gentle, her mouth so … polite. It’s nice.
It’s good.
