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“Okay, so bedroom? Wanna do yours this time?” Her bed was bigger and nicer than mine. I wanted to screw in luxury.
“Sure,” she said, and got off the couch. Vegas woke up and started yipping. Emma looked at me in horror.
“We can’t do anything in front of him. It would be too weird. We don’t want to scar him.” I started laughing as I gathered up every single one of his favorite toys and put them in the corner of the living room with his bed that he never used except for naps.
“He’s a dog, Em. I’m sure he’s seen humping before.” He was still too young to get fixed, but it was happening as soon as he was old enough. I couldn’t let my dog be a deadbeat dad, abandoning puppies right and left.
“Still. It just seems wrong.” I made sure to distract Vegas while she picked up her shirt and bra and headed to her bedroom.
“You coming?” she asked, as I threw the ball for Vegas.
“Yes, and so will you,” I said, and she rolled her eyes.
“You’re shameless.”
“Yes, thank you for noticing.” I followed her into the bedroom and closed the door. Hopefully Vegas was amused or would fall asleep again. I didn’t want any interruptions.
I leaned my back against the door.
“So,” I said.
“So,” she said, facing me. “You going to take your clothes off?”
“Eventually. I’d rather see you all the way naked first.” She walked closer to me and my mouth got dry at the way she moved. Like she knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. I hoped I was what she wanted.
“No, I thinkyoushould get completely naked first.” She started pulling at the hem of my shirt. I’d changed into more comfortable clothes this afternoon, so I didn’t have much on anyway.
I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. She had me completely at her mercy as her fingers brushed my belly and she pulled my shirt over my head. I wasn’t wearing a bra. Why bother when it was just the two of us?
“Mmm, yes, that’s what I wanted to see,” she said, running her hands across my collarbone. “You’re still wearing too much, though.” With one yank, she undid the tie of my shorts and then I was naked before I could say her name.
“God, your body is so perfect.” She took my hand and led me to the bed and then pushed me down on it. She stood there, watching me, and I wondered if I should be doing anything. I wanted to be sexy, but I didn’t know how.
“Do you know how hard it was to be in class today? To read about rat castration and try and take notes?” I shuddered.
“Can you not talk about rat castration when we’re doing stuff like this? It doesn’t really get me in the mood. Does it get you in the mood?” That was a horrifying thought. She laughed and went to turn on her salt lamp, light some candles, and then put on some music.
“Definitely not. I figured we could take our time and not rush tonight.” We did kind of rush a little last time. But it was our first time together, so that was bound to happen.
“Slow,” I said.
“Yes. Slow.” She blew out a match and walked over to me. “So slow you’re going to beg. I’m very much looking forward to hearing you plead.” Holy shit. She was going to kill me. I couldn’t survive this night. Last time I was so caught up in the newness and the shock of it all that I wasn't really thinking about much except freaking out and hoping I didn’t screw anything up or cause her to stop what she was doing. Tonight was different.
“Why are you doing this to me?” I asked in a hushed voice.
“Because I can. Because I’ve thought about doing this with you for years and years and I’ve got a lot of ideas and plans and things I’ve been waiting on.” Oh. That made sense. I’d only had a few hours of fantasizing and she’d had years. I felt my entire body go red thinking about her thinking about me.
“And what did you think about?” I asked, not even sure if I wanted to know the answer.
“Just about everything,” she said. “Some things more than others. But I want to do nearly everything with you.” My mind caught on one word.
“Nearly?” I asked as she walked toward me again.
“I’m sure there are things you wouldn’t want to do. There are things I don’t want to do.” Right now, I was most interested in the things shedidwant to do.
“What are you going to do first?” That was the most pressing question. I was still lying on the bed naked, propped up on my elbows so I could watch her.
“First? First I’m going to kiss you.” That seemed like a very good place to start.
