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Then I was on my back, bearing Hale’s weight, and he was kissing me.
When he finished doing that, he returned us to our previous position, but this time I was straddling him, and he had both hands on my ass.
That was it, he wasn’t taking it anywhere, so I laid my head on his shoulder and my weight against him.
Our silence lasted so long, I felt compelled to ask the question he asked me earlier.
“You okay?”
“I missed you.”
I began to lift my head.
He squeezed my ass and said, “Don’t move.”
I halted, then rested against him again.
“I’m pleased as fuck that conversation went the way it did. And I want you to know, I’ve never fucked a woman in this bed. This house. I’ve never even brought a woman here. Not since I was in high school.”
Oh God.
He was sharing, and I was learning Hale needed closeness when he shared, but he also needed to control it, like making me not look at him even if I was plastered against him, while he gave me something deep, something important.
And I loved when he shared with me, and now, what he was sharing.
So much, my eyes started stinging.
“It means a lot to me you’d listen to that, be willing to explore,” he went on.
“I wish I could say it was selfless, but I get something out of it too, handsome,” I reminded him.
His hands left my ass so he could wrap both arms around me.
“It means a lot to me,” he repeated. “Including that.”
I didn’t know what was in his head, but I sensed it was big and I sensed it wasn’t about the fact we suited in bed, since he already knew that, he’d just explained the depth of what that meant.
I also didn’t press. His vibe was telling me he’d shared what he intended to share, and now I needed to give him space with that.
I did it as long as I could, but I was leaking into his crotch, which might get on his sheets, so I told him something he had to feel.
“I’m leaking, Hale.”
“I know, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Stay still.”
He reached between us, rubbing me gently, rubbing himself.
The feel of it made me start to squirm.
“Never satisfied,” he muttered.
“It’s your fault,” I said into his neck.
“Mm,” he hummed, then slid a finger inside me.
I gasped and clenched it.
“Hungry little baby,” he mumbled.
