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Chapter Ten
Conor
After pullingmybriefs and slacks back on, I may have snooped around her room a bit. Mia had semi-mentioned she had toys and I was curious as all fucking get out as to what she had. Hands in my pockets, I walked around gingerly, slowly. On the other side of the bed was where I hit the jackpot. Plugged into the wall was a vibrating wand, and in a basket nearby was a freaking dildo and this other compact looking thing. I crouched down to pick up the pink device and turned it over in my hands. It had a hollow nub at the top. I put my finger over it and found the on-switch, chuckling when the nub started to pulse and squeeze my finger.
I knew she liked her tits and clit worked on, but I definitely wanted to see this one in action someday.
I turned the device off and put it back in the basket, and headed back into the living room where I could hear the shower running.
I lounged on Mia’s comfy-ass couch, waiting for her to get out of the bathroom. For all I knew, I was going to be here for a while, Mia being female and all, but rather than be uncomfortable in her space…
I found I enjoyed the peacefulness it brought to me.
I could still hear the shower running behind the bathroom door and imagined the water dripping down her tits, falling off her tight peaks. Soap running down and over the swell of her belly, disappearing between her thighs.
I shifted in my seat and adjusted myself. Getting hard right now wouldn’t do me any good.
I squeezed myself through the cotton and polyester blend of my slacks. Now that I started, I couldn’t turn off the images of Mia playing in my head, imagining what she looked like in the shower. Those curls of hers relaxed and around her shoulders. Her eyelashes wet from the stream of the shower.
Her pink lips brighter from her constant nibbling on them.
The door to the bathroom opened, pulling me from my daydream. I was hard as a fucking rock under my hand and I groaned to myself, knowing that when I pulled my hand away, I was going to have major tentage.
Mia, bless her fucking sweet heart, stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in just a white towel, took one glance at my lap, and shook her head before walking past me toward her bedroom.
What I wanted to do was follow her and beat off to her changing, but at the same time, I really did want to prove that I could be in this for the long haul, with or without the sexual benefits.
Beneficial as they were.
I stood instead, pushing my hands in my pockets, and turned to study the photographs adorning her walls. I was surprised to find they were all landscape photos; not a single one had a person in them.
When I heard her walk back into the room, I asked without turning, “How are your parents?”
“They’re good. They still live in the old neighborhood. Different house, though.”
Mia moved to stand beside me and I looked down to see she was in the same cotton shorts as earlier, but a different tee, this one a little looser. Her hair was actually pretty long when it was wet, and with it straight from her shower, she almost looked like a different person.
I liked her crazy curls better though, I decided. It was more Mia.
“You don’t have pictures of them.”
She laughed lightly. “Ah, they’re all on a hard drive. Or my phone. You know, the digital age.”
I nodded because I actually did understand that. The only picture I had around of my parents was in the bar, from when they opened O’Gallaghers, and it was right next to a picture of Rory, Bren, and I at the re-opening.
Mia moved to sit on the couch where I had previously been, her hands clasped between her knees. The move pressed her tits together and I had to fight the onslaught of another fucking erection. Good God, the woman did things to me.
“So what now?” she asked softly.
Wasn’t that the real question? What now?
“Well,” I said on a sigh, my hands still in my pockets, I looked down at her and shrugged. “I’m not entirely sure. We already agreed to be exclusive while we’re trying this out. Is there, like, a time limit or something?”
“Do you want a time limit?” Mia tilted her head toward her shoulder, her eyes inquisitive and on mine.
Did I want a time limit? Well, no. Not really. “I think I want to give this a good, real try,” I told her instead. “Dates. I’ll go to appointments with you. We figure out what’s best for us and the baby.”
Mia patted the couch beside her and I moved to sit next to her. “I’m kind of afraid that sex might cloud judgment,” she told me. “Or really if I’m being honest, the lack of multiple partners for you.”
