CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
WE WENTinto the bathroom together, and I was grateful for the fact that our shower was big enough for two of us.
“I’ve been traveling all day,” he explained. “After I met with the publisher, I went and saw my parents and Teresa. They all said hi. Had to help Dad shovel, so I’m sweaty and probably not very fresh. I want to make sure we don’t have any issues.” He grabbed the washcloth and liquid soap, which smelled of cedar and mint. He applied a dab and began running it over my chest. “You don’t know how much I love your body,” he whispered. “The fact that I get to touch you like this turns me on so much. Knowing no one else ever has, or ever will, makes it that much better.”
He treated me gently, as though I was made of spun glass and might shatter at a touch.
“If this gets to be too much, you have to tell me, okay?”
I nodded.
“No, I need to hear your voice. I have to know this is all right. I won’t continue if it worries you or makes you nervous.”
“It makes my stomach quiver when you touch me,” I admitted. “But I’m not afraid.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
Soft, sure strokes across my body had me achingly hard. Whenever Charlie touched me as we shared an intimate moment, I thanked God or whoever wanted to take credit for it. They really knew their stuff when they designed nipples, because mine… oh hell, yes.
When Charlie handed me the cloth, I didn’t hesitate to begin exploring his body. I moved down, until I had to kneel in front of him to reach his legs. Before this, I had never really had his dick in my face. It hung heavy and hard, and begged to be touched. I reached up and stroked it with my hand. When he shuddered, I grinned.
“Have I ever told you what it’s like touching you?”
His expression told me he wanted to know. “Not that I recall.”
“Your body is firm from the running, but it’s so soft beneath my fingers. It intrigues me the way your muscles flex as I stroke them. And I find it amazing the way your cock seems to be attached to every nerve ending I touch and jumps when I do.”
“What can I say? My body appreciates your hands. And it looks forward to getting to know you better.”
Charlie stared into my eyes, and his loving gaze overwhelmed me. He reached for me and put his hands under my arms to pull me up. I got a smile, so sweet and gentle, before Charlie leaned in and kissed me. When his tongue touched my lips, I opened for him. He swept into my mouth, his tongue teasing mine, coaxing it to play. When I took the invitation, my heart soared. Charlie threw his arms around me and cupped the back of my head, drawing the kiss deeper. He stepped back and gazed into my eyes once more.
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” I whispered.
He took my hand as we stepped out of the shower. We each took a towel and dried ourselves off. After, he put an arm around my waist and led me to the bedroom. My stomach flipped as I thought about what we might be getting ready to do. When he pulled out his phone, I was surprised. I hadn’t expected that at all.
“You’re going to take pictures?”
He laughed. “No, but maybe later. We could have someone post it online for us, and we’ll act all surprised. But that’s not what this is for.” He opened a file and held his phone out to me.
“What’s this?” I asked as I studied the screen.
“My test results. I want you to know I’m clean. I haven’t had sex with anyone since I walked out on Mitch, and even when we were together, we always used condoms.”
What he was saying didn’t make any sense to me at first. Then it dawned on me what he meant. “You want to…?”
“Only if… when you’re comfortable with it,” he rushed to explain. “I just wanted you to know the option is open.”
The thought of sex with Charlie had been on my mind for the longest time, but to go without a condom? Even I’d heard the stats growing up, and though I knew there were drugs out there, none of them was a cure.
“I don’t know. I’ve never had anyone… you know.”
He gave me a Cheshire grin. “That’s why I want you to do me.”
I took a step back. “You what?”
He came closer and took my hand. “I, Charlie Carver, want you, Matthew Bowers, inside me.” He looked down and grinned at my cock jutting out in front of me. “It seems like that idea appeals to you.”
