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“I mean casual women,” I correct myself. “Women you would meet casually in the past.”
His eyes hold mine for a moment and I can see him to an internal risk assessment on how this conversation is going to go. “I like rough sex.”
“And?” I frown as I watch him.
“Anal sex gives me an extra thrill. It’s tighter and takes more skill on my behalf to make the woman enjoy it,” he answers honestly.
“Is that why you have always gone for wilder girls? Because they know what they’re doing there?”
“Yes,” he replies without hesitation.
“Oh.” I twist the blanket between my fingers. “And you would give that up to be with me?”
“I already have. I’ve no interest in it anymore if I can’t have it with you. I’ve made peace with it.” He already sounds bored of this conversation.
I smile softly.
“Another woman just won’t do for me anymore, Tully. This is it for me.” He smirks as he kisses my lips.
“I love that this is it for you,” I tease.
We kiss, and I want to do this. I want to give him everything that he desires from a woman.
“We need to go the drugstore,” I whisper.
“What for?” He frowns.
“We need to buy some lubricant.”
His eyes search mine and he swallows the lump in his throat.
“I need you to teach me how you like to fuck. I want my man to be satisfied.”
“I am already.”
“You only think you are,” I counter.
“You don’t need to do this to please me. I’m happy, satisfied, and completely in love with you.”
I lean in and kiss his big, soft lips. “Please,” I whisper. “I want to give this to you.” We kiss, and he pulls me close. “I want to give everything to you,” I breathe against his lips.
“I don’t want to lose you again,” he tells me quietly, and I can feel his hesitation.
“You can’t. I promise.”
Half an hour later, I close my eyes and blow out a deep breath. Brock went to the drug store alone while I took a shower. My heart is beating fast as I stand under the hot water and let it run over my head.
I’m just about to give myself over to him completely.
I hear the door open and I blow out a deep breath. I feel so nervous—more nervous than when I lost my virginity, I think.
I don’t know why. We all know I’ve done this before. Brock walks into the bathroom and slowly peels his shirt off over his head, and then slides his shorts off and kicks them to the side. I smile when I see his erection. He’s aroused just by thinking about what’s to come. He steps under the water and takes me into his arms, kissing me softly.
“Did you get it?” I ask.
“Yes.”
His eyes are dark, and the water is beading over his face from the shower. My eyes roam down his body, his broad shoulders, rippled abdomen, and his dick is hanging heavily between his legs. It’s engorged, and I can see every vein that runs down to the thick head.
He’s hungry for this. I can see it in his eyes, too.
Seeing him naked always has the same effect on me. I never knew that you could love someone and be so physically attracted to them so that nothing else matters. He takes the soap and tenderly washes my breasts, my back, down both of my legs and my sex, and then my behind.
Our eyes are locked as he washes me there. Fucking hell, this is already intense.
I return the favour and wash every inch of him in between kisses, and then he turns the shower off and my heart begins to flutter. He gets out and dries himself, and then dries me before he leads me to the bedroom.
He’s quiet, and I know he’s preparing himself to hurt me. Or perhaps he’s just excited and doesn’t want me to know how much.
He leads me into the bedroom and turns to face me. “You sure about this?”
I nod. “Yes.”
I drop to my knees and kiss his penis. He flexes it against my mouth. I lick up the length of him and then take him into my mouth.
He inhales sharply, and I taste his pre-ejaculate as it leaks out. He places his hand on the back of my head, watching on in awe.
Fucking hell, he looks so damn hot with his cock in my mouth. I rest both of my hands on his thighs and really begin to take him deeper. His soft moans only add to my pleasure, and I feel a rush of cream to my sex.
He pulls my up by the arms and kisses me as he holds me tight. His hands roam up and down my skin in reverence.
“Get on your knees on the bed.”
I slowly do as I’m told, my stomach fluttering wildly.
