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“Are you sure?” he asked.
I laughed softly and it felt good to find humor in the situation, especially when Mac smiled back at me.
“Very. But we can, um, continue this in my bedroom. Ae you okay with that?”
“Whatever you want, whatever you need, whatever I can do, I will make it happen.”
“Good. Come with me.”
Taking his hand in mine, I turned towards my bedroom, and he followed. I didn’t think about how nervous I was or if my bedroom was a mess. All I cared about was that Mac was behind me and things were progressing with us.
We had just gotten to the hallway when he tugged on my arm, and I turned around to look at him.
“Hope, I want you. I want this, but I didn’t think this would happen, at least not tonight. I wasn’t prepared. I’m not prepared,” he stammered.
It took me a moment to understand what he was saying, and when I did, it just endured him to me all over again. I smiled at him and put my hand on his cheek. I could see the disappointment in his eyes thinking the evening had ended before it had even begun.
“If you are worried about protection. I’m on the pill and clean. Are you?”
“I’m not on the pill, but I am clean,” he said with a smile.
The tension in his face left with his comment and I could see we had gotten back on track.
“Then it’s settled then. We wait until you are on the pill,” I teased and turned away from him.
As I did, he laughed and took my arm and turned me around. I fell towards him, almost losing my balance, but he was right there to catch me and then his mouth was on mine. There was no pretense, no hesitation this time. I could feel the change in him as his mouth pressed up against mine and his hands went around my waist. There was a need, an urgency in him that I desperately wanted. I let out a soft cry into his mouth right before his tongue dove inside.
He took possession of me, of my mouth, of my body, and I felt almost as if he had taken a hold of my soul. Our tongues moved around each other as my hands squeezed his biceps. I loved the feel of his muscles rippling under my touch. He moaned deep in the back of his throat as he brought his right hand down my back. I thought he would grab my ass and I squirmed in excitement, only to have him glide right past it and to my knees.
In one quick motion, he lifted me up and held me in his arms. I let out a cry of surprise, but he kept kissing me. I opened my eyes to see him smile at me, his eyes looking at me with mischief and desire.
“I’ve always wanted to do that,” he said as he walked us into my bedroom and placed me on the bed.
It was dark and I sat up as he stood next to me. I could see him looking around for a light and I reached over and turned on the lamp on my bedside table.
“That’s better,” he said and looked around the room.
I followed his gaze as he took in the soft blue walls with paintings of different landscapes. They were all done by a local artist I had seen a few years back and fallen in love with. There wasn’t much else in the room besides a chest of drawers, my closet, and a small window seat that looked out onto the city below. It was that window seat that had sold me on the apartment. I had easily seen myself sitting there reading the day away or studying for school while the city moved around me below, and I had done just that.
Mac must have been thinking the same thing, for he said, “I can see you sitting over there. I bet you look as sexy sitting there as you do here.”
I could feel myself blushing. How was it that the man knew just the right thing to say to me? His comment told me that he understood I was a bit of a bookworm and he found it sexy. Knowing he did, I felt sexier than I ever had.
“Thank you. You look pretty good yourself standing there. But I think you’re too far away,” I said.
“Really? Is that so? How close do you want me? Here?” he asked and stepped a tiny bit closer to me.
I smiled and the last bit of tension and worry I had about us left. We could be both friends and lovers. We could laugh and have as much fun in the bedroom as we had outside of it. I had no idea why I had been worried about that, but as much as I wanted to sleep with him, I didn't want to lose our friendship either. As he teased me while he turned me on made me feel that we could have something special.
“No. Closer,” I said.
“How about now?” he asked and stepped so he was standing in front of me but not so that we were touching.
“Closer.” The word came out husky and I felt breathless. It amazed me that he could turn me on with the simple movement of standing in front of me and asking a question, but he could, he was.
“How about now?” he asked and leaned his body so that his face was closer to mine.
I could have reached up and put my hands on him. It would have caused us to fall onto the bed together and while I wanted to touch him, I liked the buildup, the anticipation.
