Page 61 of Cheating Fate

I was the problem.

As per usual, she kicked off her shoes, knelt on the bed next to me, then proceeded to apply her healing touch. Every time the heat of her palms settled on my skin, a ravenous desire surged within me.

“I want you,” I blurted out, while she was rubbing her palms over my stomach, above my diaphragm.

She froze, and her eyes widened as she stared at me.

“It’s driving me insane how badly I want you. But I’m terrified that I’ll embarrass myself or completely lose control and hurt you,” I confessed, my cheeks burning.

Zhara’s stunned expression swiftly melted into something sweet, laced with a mix of joy and timidity that messed with my head. She shifted from her kneeling position to sit sideways before leaning over me. My arms instinctively wrapped around her.

“You can never hurt me, Gavin,” she said softly as she sank the fingers of her left hand in my hair. “Your protective instincts are much too strong for that. You died for me, remember?”

“I just love you so much. The thought of ever disappointing you…”

“Hush, silly man!” Zhara said a bit more sternly. “The only time you disappoint me is when you deny us and doubt yourself. We were made for each other, Gavin. Nothing between us can ever be wrong. Stop fretting so much. And there’s no way you will embarrass yourself.”

I huffed. “There are plenty of ways I can. Last time, I nearly climaxed just from you shifting on top of me!”

“And that’s a problem, why?” Zhara asked, looking at me as if I’d suddenly gone brain dead. “Why would I be disappointed with the fact that intimate contact with me gives you intense pleasure? I want to give you multiple orgasms. Seeing you fall apart for me will be the greatest confidence booster for me. You think I’m not scared you’ll feel let down by me?”

“In what world would that ever happen?!” I exclaimed, flabbergasted.

“Until you came here, I’d never kissed a male! I’m fully aware that I’m super clumsy with it, and that I just slobber all over you,” she replied, scrunching her face. “I’m surprised you still want to kiss me.”

It was my turn to look at her as if she’d lost her mind.

“You absolutely do not slobber. In case you haven’t noticed, kissing you always makes me instantly hard. It’s actually embarrassing when your parents are around. For the record, we were both clumsy the first couple of times we kissed because I also had never kissed a woman before. Seeing you grow more confident each time we kiss is honestly the biggest turn on.”

“And you know what has made me grow more confident? Your responses to me,” she said forcefully. “Feeling you getting aroused as soon as I touch you reassures me that I’m doing something right and that you want me.”

“How could you ever doubt it?! I’m obsessed with you!” I exclaimed. “But I don’t want you thinking that I’m coming on too strong or that it’s all I want from you.”

“Do you think that’s all I want from you?” she challenged.

I scrunched my face.

“You’re using my words against me,” I grumbled.

“Yes, because you’re talking nonsense. We waited our whole lives to be together, and now we are putting on additional barriers. I can’t even lay all the blame at your feet because I’ve been meaning to have this talk with you for the past two days but kept wimping out,” she said, her expression shifting from stern to sheepish.

“Why did you ‘wimp out’ of bringing it up?” I asked softly. “Did you fear I’d think you were coming on too strong?”

She made a face at me. “Now you’re using your own words against me.”

I chuckled smugly. “Yes, I am. Because we’re both acting like complete idiots. I want to make love to you Zhara. Will you let me?”

A wave of well-being settled over me like a warm blanket when her face melted into a tender expression.

“I thought you’d never ask. A million times yes,” she whispered.

I caressed her face, then rested my palm on her cheek as I brushed my thumb over her delectable lips.

“Promise you will speak up if I hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable,” I demanded.

“Promise,” she replied in a submissive voice.

“And promise you won’t make fun of me if I don’t last as long as I should at first?” I mumbled.