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"Okay."
With our gazes locked, I start doing something.
Something he loved the first time I did it, but I want to do it even more now.
He frowns as the first sensations ripple between our bodies, then his mouth falls open, letting out a gasp of pleasure, before his whole body sways forward.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
I grin up at him. "You like it?"
"Fuck yeah."
"I'm milking your cock with my ass."
He hisses, his head falling back. "How?"
There's no super quick way to explain the mechanics involved. Or at least there isn't right now according to my sex-fogged brain. "I could tell you or we could just keep goin—"
"Keep going," he grits, every corded muscle in his neck straining. "Don't you dare stop."
His head snaps down, his eyes landing on me. "Unless you want to, of course."
I start laughing, and that, combined with the epic channel clenching I'm treating him to, catches him off guard and pushes him over the edge.
"Fuck!" he cries, his orgasm slamming into him.
It's a little strange for Roman to have reached climax with hardly any movement, but I simply lie back and watch as this muscled, tough-looking dude with a heart and soul of pure gold loses himself inside me.
I don't even need to come myself. What I got to witness is so much better.
This might be sex, but it's a whole lot more intimate now that we've opened up to each other. I know about Roman's past, and he knows about my biggest regret, and as I gaze up at him, I realize something…
This isn't just sex anymore.
* * *
"Operation Get Locky Laid is officially over," I announce to Chase, Noah, Chester, and Harmony in the staff lounge during my afternoon shift the following day.
Out of everyone, it's Harmony who appears most devastated by the news. "But I finally managed to get my Grindr account unsuspended," she moans. "Do you have any idea how many strongly worded email exchanges it took?"
"Take the win," Chester says to her with a smile. "You're free to grind another day."
"But I wanted to grind for Locky." She looks at me and squints. "Hold up. Does this mean you've found someone?"
I shake my head, still not ready to tell these guys about me and Roman.
After that incredible morning session yesterday, we had a few more rounds doing pleasurable things with, to, and inside each other's bodies.
I had the day off, so in between bouts of crazy amazing sex, I helped him out at the shelter, ran a few errands in town, and I even pitched in with some housework. And there are people who don't believe in miracles.
We ended the day with pizza, watchingFriendsreruns cuddled on the couch with the kittens.
Things are changing between us. I can feel it. What we're doing isn't purely a physical thing anymore. I'm beginning to think it never was. I can’t be sure whether Roman had feelings for me before I moved in, but now I know, without a doubt, that I have feelings for him.
Which is all sorts of complicated because as much as I like the guy, I also know that it's too soon. I need time on my own to heal. But when I do have time alone, like yesterday, all I want to do is spend it with him.
The one thing that remains the same is our pledge to keep things private.
