I was worried he wasn’t interested.He hadn’t tried to make any moves on me since that night.
I stroked the nape of his neck where his hair was soft.I leaned in close.He glanced at my mouth, and that was all the prompting I needed.His mouth was cold and sticky from the ice cream, and he tasted of sweet cherries.
“I thought you didn’t want me anymore,” I said.
He moved my hand down to touch him.“Does it feel like I don’t want you?”
“Unless that’s a roll of toonies in your pocket?”
“It’s not.”
Next thing, we were full-on making out on the couch, getting right into each other’s business.There was one hitch in the proceedings when he started to pull off his shirt, and I shook my head, because I didn’t want that.He let go of his shirt and went back to making out with me like it hadn’t happened.
I let my hands wander all over him.I was used to going without sex, but not when I was in a relationship.It must have been hard for him too, but he’d never complained.
We only lasted a few minutes.
Afterward, he lay back on the couch.“Next time, let’s not go that long without doing it, huh?”
“No.”I rested my head on his chest.His heart was pounding against my ear.
“And next time, tell me what you want,” he said.“Or tell me now so I’ll know.”
“I want you to fuck me.”It was easier to say because I wasn’t looking at him.
He stopped panting for a second.“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
I glanced at him.He looked serious.
“What’s wrong?”I said.
“I’m thinking.”
“About?”
“How we’re gonna do it,” he said.“We’ll have to pick a day when we don’t have to work, no pressure, nothing else to worry about, and I’ve gotta get condoms and lube and—”
“I’ve probably got condoms left over from my last girlfriend.Why do we need them, though?We’re exclusive.Right?”I hadn’t thought to ask.I’d just assumed.
“Yeah, we’re exclusive,” he said.“You’ll see why we need them.But if we start to do it, and you want to stop, we can stop.”
“Can’t we be spontaneous and let it happen when it happens?”
“Not for your first time.”
“I get it.You want it to be special.It will be.”
“That’s not it.Everything we’ve done with each other so far has been safe, and it doesn’t require a lot of skill.”
“Are you dissing my blow jobs?”
“Fuck no.They’re off the charts.But if you fuck up a blow job, the worst that happens is the guy doesn’t come.With this, if you don’t do it right, it can damage you back there.So we have to be careful.”
“Does it hurt?”I’d heard straight sex could hurt if you did it too fast or if the woman wasn’t ready, but I’d never had that problem, because I’d never had sex with a woman who wasn’t fully on board.And I was fully onboard with him doing it to me, so...
