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Brady
She thinksI cheated on her. That I slept with another woman after she left here the other night. All because of those damn nipple clamps.
It all makes sense now. The way she disappeared. How she must have read into the text. How she may have interpreted it.
But that's not what happened at all. Not even close. And as much as she's going to feel like an idiot when I tell her the truth, I know I have to.
"First, there's no other girl. I've never shared this bed with anyone but you. Never even brought someone back here. Those condoms in the drawer are old as fuck. I can't even remember when I bought them. And the pack was unopened until you. So after you left, I wanted to check the expiration date. Which is why I opened the drawer. Which is when I saw the clamps. I thought maybe you forgot them, but it later occurred to me that you left them here on purpose."
Mya covers her face with her hands and peeks at me through her fingers. I can tell she's embarrassed. If the situation were reversed, I would be too.
"I don't sleep around, Mya. Sex isn't something I seek out. If I have someone, yes, I want it as often as I can get it. Generally because I want to make them feel good. To see the look on their face as they come undone. If I don't, my hand and I are well enough acquainted."
I'm still stroking myself. I'm rock hard, and I feel the tingle at the base of my spine. If I keep going at the slow and steady pace I've set for myself, I'm going to shoot all over Mya in a few minutes when I'd rather shoot inside of her. Especially now that we have a new pack of condoms to open. Ones that aren't expired.
"I'm so sorry, Brady. I didn't mean to accuse you of being like that. I just—"
"Jumped to conclusions. That's okay. I get it. But know this..." I pause as I release my cock and shimmy out of my shorts. Her eyes lock on the juncture between her legs where he's laying against her thigh. "You are the only one I want to watch come undone. To bring pleasure to. To try new things with. To buy a jumbo pack of condoms for."
I nod in the direction of the drawer I keep my stash in. Mya reaches over, opens it, and pulls out the economy size box I purchased at the wholesale warehouse yesterday when I went grocery shopping. My cart was a mesh of random items.
Lettuce. Milk. Tomatoes. Ten pounds of hamburger meat. The economy size box of condoms. A case of beer. A six-pack of black olives and another of refried beans. The biggest bag of tater tots I've ever seen. And finally, a five-pound bag of mexi-blend cheese.
The cashier looked at me like I was crazy until I explained to her I was making a taco casserole.
That, of course, didn't explain the condoms, but she knew better than to ask.
"That's a lot of condoms."
"Yes, and I plan to use every last one of them with you, if you're interested."
Mya doesn't move. She's still holding the unopened box of condoms in one hand. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she stares up at me. I can't read her expression. It's a mix of emotions. She seems confused but also sad. There's a lift to the right corner of her lip, as if she's smiling but not sure she should.
It's her eyes that give away her thoughts.
She's scared.
News flash. So. Am. I.
Scared that I'm going to screw this up. For real this time. The girl I've been dreaming about for so long. Who's finally beneath me. In my bed. Who I now know what it feels like to be with.
I tried being friends with Mya. That didn't stop me from wanting her.
Not being around her made me crave her.
Seeing her with another man drove me insane.
Losing her would devastate me on a level I'm not prepared for.
She calms the unease in my soul. Gives me hope. Makes me smile.
I need her in my life.
"I want that, Brady, I do, but I also want more."
More.
I want the same thing, but I also know I can't give her everything. I can't be the man on her arm at parties. I can't be the person who walks her across campus. My anxiety is crippling right now. It prevents me from doing normal activities.
