“You mean, this weekend? That sounds exhausting. I don’t think I would have the time or energy.” His teasing tone made it clear he knew what she’d meant, and she gave his chest a little slap.
His hand caught hers again, holding it in place against his very impressive pecs. Yasmine decided not to try to pull away. Holding was probably okay. Kissing wasn’t.
“You know what I meant.”
“No, I’m not sleeping with anyone right now, nor do I have plans to.” His voice turned even more amused. “Is that too close to dating for you?”
“No, because we’re not dating. We’re fucking,” she replied primly. “I don’t plan on sleeping with anyone else, either. Or dating anyone else. I was just wondering because if we’re both agreed on that, I would be okay with it if you don’t use the condoms. I’m on birth control.”
There was a long moment of silence, and a trickle of fear went up her spine that she’d said something wrong, or maybe that there was something she didn’t know about him.
“I always use a condom,” he said after a long moment. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I always use a condom.”
“That’s fine, too. I just wanted to offer it.” And struggle not to feel rejected by the fact he didn’t want to switch. It wasn’t a rejection; it was good practice, and in case he ever decided to have sex with someone else—because he wasn’t beholden to her—then she would probably even be grateful for it.
Even if thinking about him having sex with someone else made her want to tear the non-existent woman’s hair out.
Shoot, was that because she was getting feelings for him? No… it couldn’t possibly happen that fast. She probably just wanted all the orgasms for herself. If Zeus was going to give a woman orgasms, she’d rather it be her than someone else. That made sense.
“I appreciate the offer.” He turned his head to give her a kiss on her forehead. Which she should probably protest, but… well, she didn’t want to make him feel bad.
It wasn’t as if there were hard and fast rules to having a fuck buddy. Just like with kink. They could do what worked for them. And aftercare, with cuddling and occasional intimate-type kisses, might just be what worked.
Zeus
For all that she didn’t want to be in a relationship, Yas was very cuddly after sex, though she was fighting it. But she wasn’t fighting it very hard. Since she couldn’t see his expression, with her cuddled up on his shoulder, he smiled to himself.
She might say she didn’t want a relationship, but all evidence was to the contrary. Well, other than not letting him kiss her fingertips. There were lines she was drawing, but he would keep nudging up against them until she realized that she was happier being with him than anyone else.
The only moment that had felt fraught had been the condom. She’d tensed. Zeus worried she’d felt rejected after making the offer, but he just never forgot to put one on. Not since the pregnancy scare he’d had with his college girlfriend. While he’d been ready to step up, she’d completely freaked out, and when she found out she wasn’t pregnant, she’d broken up with him.
Sometimes, he wondered if she’d been planning to anyway, and realizing she might be stuck with him forever had hastened the process.
Regardless. He always wore a condom.
“We should probably get up,” Yas said after a moment, though she turned her head into his shoulder when she said it, as if she didn’t really want to.
“Alright.” He didn’t move a muscle. If she wanted to actually get up, she would have to make the first move.
“The dogs probably need a walk.” Her voice was slightly muffled because her face was still pressed against him. He could hear the reluctance in her tone.
“Probably,” he agreed.
After a long moment, she made a noise of frustration, then pulled her hand out from under his on his chest. Zeus let her roll away, though he felt the loss immediately as the warmth of her body was replaced by cool air. Pushing herself up to a sitting position, she scowled down at him.
“We need to get up.”
“If you say so.” His gaze dropped to her breasts and lingered. Her nipples were a much darker red than before.
Yas huffed. “We are not having sex again right now.”
“If you say so.” Amused, he watched her get up from the bed and go to her clothing.
“Honestly, I’m not sure my pussy can take any more right now, anyway.”
Well, that sounded like a challenge to him. Her head was ducked down as she grabbed her underwear off the floor. She made a face at her thong, shaking her head, and tossed it in the laundry basket before heading over to her dresser. Zeus finally started getting up as she pulled out a new set of underwear.
The thong had been soaked through, and she didn’t want to put it back on.
