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Me:Maybe. But this time, let’s face each other, with our clothes off…
She sent me an eggplant emoji followed by a donut, then a heart with an arrow in it, and I started cackling at the same time my chest tightened into knots. The car pulled up to the curb before I could spend too much time getting lost in my feelings. All I needed was to get lost in Yael.
She opened her door in a tank top and the smallest pair of shorts that could still qualify to be called shorts. I leaned against her doorframe, taking my time to stare at her.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes, Boo,” I rasped, my throat squeezing.
She balled my T-shirt in her fist and tugged me into her apartment. I kicked the door shut behind me and clicked the locks. I was here for the night, and it’d take a tsunami washing through the building to get me to leave.
“Come here.” She curved her arms around my neck, pressing her chest to mine. “Tell me what you need.”
“This is it. I swear, feeling you in my arms makes it all fade away.” How I’d been missing this for twenty-six years, I had no idea. A little over a week into this thing with Yael, and she was my air. I breathed her in, my mind clearing, and my heart pumped to a steadier beat.
“Good, I don’t have anywhere else to be.” She steered us into her bathroom, turning on the shower. With a mischievous smile curving her lips, she pushed my shirt up and over my head. “You’re smelly.”
With a chuckle, I let my head drop. “Sorry. Fourteen hours in the studio does that.”
“I’m not complaining.” She dragged her palms down my chest and stomach, toying with the top of my jeans. “I really like this part.”
Her fingers worked my button and fly, then she pushed my jeans down to my knees and I kicked them the rest of the way off. The tiny room was filling with steam, and though I hadn’t been thinking about it, I was already longing to feel the hot water sluice over my sweaty skin.
Fingering the strap of her tank, I raised a brow. “Are you going to be taking this off or are you shoving me in there by myself?”
In answer, she lifted her shirt over her head and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts, shimmying as she slid them off. In the same way she’d touched me a minute ago, she let her hands glide down her delicate rib cage and smooth, flat stomach, stopping just before she hit the sweetest spot on her.
Yael had always been stunning to the point of distraction, but if I’d known exactly what lay under her clothes all these years, I wouldn’t have been able to function. As it was, I struggled leaving her bed every morning.
Her skin was silky everywhere, porcelain pale, with faint blue veins I liked to follow with my tongue. Her tits were small handfuls, capped with sweet cherry nipples that tightened to sharp points when I was inside her. Seeing where my eyes had gone, she cupped them, then let one hand drop to mine and led me into the shower stall, which wasn’t much bigger than a phone booth.
Didn’t matter, though. I had no interest in maintaining personal space. Having Yael’s slick, warm body against mine was more than I could ask for.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, washing every shitty feeling right down the drain. Yael’s hands roamed over my chest and back, sliding up to my jaw. Her lips touched the pulse in my neck, and then lower to my collarbone, and lower still to the place above my heart.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked.
I shook my head. “It’s nothing bad. All music related, but I don’t want to bring that in here. Not right now. Not when you’re making me feel so damn good, Boo.” Cupping her nape, I took her in, noticing the fatigue in her eyes. “I’ve been keeping you up too late, haven’t I?”
“You have, but I also haven’t wanted to miss my seconds with you since that’s all I’m getting these days.” A tired smile played on her face. “I still keep surprising myself that Iwantto spend every second of my spare time with you.”
With a laugh, I dipped my head to brush my lips over hers. “You wanting to spend your time with me keeps surprising me too. But as long as you keep letting me in, I’ll keep showing up, because you’re all I want.”
Her arms circled my neck as she raised up on her toes. “Look at you with the woo. You’re making me swoon over you, Alex.”
“Told you I’d bring it.”
Yael took care of me, washing the sweat from my skin with gentle hands and kissing me wherever she pleased with soft lips. My cock pulsed, aching to drive inside her, but I also didn’t want to rush through this, the sweetness of it I never would have expected before knowing Yael this way. Her walls had lowered around me, and I had every intention of convincing her to destroy them entirely since she’d never need them again.
Tonight felt different than all the other nights we’d spent together. We were both less rushed, dragging each touch and taste of each other out to last. Once we left the shower, I took my time drying off Yael, then myself. Then I lifted her, carrying her to her small bedroom. The covers were pulled back, making me wonder if she’d been sleeping before I’d texted.
“Are you tired?” I laid her down on her side of the bed and knelt beside her, tracing the curve of her hip bone with my fingertip.
“Notsotired.” She reached for my neck to pull me down. “Definitely nottootired.”
We kissed again, deeper, but still in slow motion. She tasted minty and sweet, the slide of her tongue along mine addictive.
When kissing turned to touching, I climbed onto the bed, lying flush beside her. Her long legs tangled with mine, then one hitched over my side. Her core open, the sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal hit me like a bullet train. It was all I could do not to push into her right then and there.
Yael took my pulsing length in her hands, directing it between her thighs. She rocked against me, her slick heat gliding up and down the ridge of my cock. It wasn’t as good as actually being inside her, but she felt like heaven everywhere.
