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“Does it still affect you? Not having achild.”
He thought for a moment before he answered. “It did, then I came to terms with it, now it’s on my mind. But I’d rather not talk about it rightnow.”
“Okay, I’msorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” he said with asmile.
“When did we stop playing the game?” I asked,gently.
He didn’t answer immediately. Right then would have been the perfect opportunity to bring up theussubject, but I didn’t, and neither did he. I stood and cleared the dishes. He reached out and grabbed my wrist as I went to talkaway.
“I was neverplaying, Lauren. I’m deadly serious,” hesaid.
I smiled over to him, and then stacked thedishwasher.
* * *
We spentthe evening watching a movie. I curled into his side, and it felt good to just sit together and do something so normal, like a regular couplewould.
It felt even better to curl up naked, beside him, in bed and have him stroke my hair until I fell asleep. I wasn’t going to compare him to Scott. They were poles apart ineverything.
17
Iwoke before him.He was lying on his side, facing me. I’d had the best night’s sleep I’d had in ages but had woken as the sun was rising. At first, I just looked at him. His dark eyelashes and hair, his slightly olive skin, made him look more European than American. I wondered what his heritage was. I gently climbed from the bed and put on his shirt. I walked downstairs and stood in front of the scariest coffee machine I’d everseen.
Can’t be that hard to figure out, Ithought.
After several attempts and many buttons pushed in the wrong sequence, I managed to make two cups of black coffee. Not that black coffee was my drink of choice, but I had yet to figure out how to add the hot milk. Instead, I added a splash of cold to mine. I took them backupstairs.
As I sat on the edge of the bed, he stirred. He rolled to his back and opened hiseyes.
“Good morning, I managed to tame the coffee machine into submission,” I said, raising thecups.
“Dressed like that, I’m surprised it didn’t fall to its knees and worship you,” he said, as he pushed himself into a sittingposition.
I handed him a cup of coffee. “Now this is something I could get used to,” he said as he took asip.
“Being brought coffee in bed?” Iasked.
“By you dressed only in my shirt. Do you have any idea how hot youlook?”
I laughed. My hair was a tangled mess, and I was sure I had mascara smudged under myeyes.
I placed my coffee on his bedside cabinet and took his from his hands. I gently pulled back the sheets and straddled his lap. He held myhips.
“I want to fuck you,” Isaid.
“Then go ahead, I’m always ready foryou.”
I reached between my thighs and wrapped my hand around his cock, which hardened at my touch. I used the fingers on my other hand to tease myself. I loved that his pupils dilated, his eyes darkened. I loved to see his tongue gently swipe over his lower lip and his nostrils flare as he breathed in deep. For everything he’d said previously about his satisfaction at my reactions, I felt thesame.
His chest expanded, and he closed his eyes as his arousal took overhim.
“Look at me, Mackenzie,” I whispered. His eyes focussed on myhand.
I rose slightly and inserted two fingers inside me, he gently moaned at what he saw. It wasn’t long before my fingers were coated, and I positioned his cock at my entrance. He hissed as Ilowered.
He grabbed my wrist pulling me forward slightly while he sat up. He sucked my fingers into his mouth, and I rode himhard.
