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It’s just us.
I thought he might put me in Jet’s room tonight since Jet isn’t home, but he doesn’t even ask if I want to sleep with him, he just hauls me straight to his room.
I’m so grateful for the respite he’s providing, I wouldn’t have slept anywhere else even given a choice.
It feels so intimate when we walk through the dark bedroom to his bathroom. He flips on the light and gestures for me to go in.
I feel kinda happy as I grab my toothbrush. It’s my toothbrush now. This is the 3rdtime I’m using it. I just need a little cup or something to put it in over here.
He gave me a fresh bottle of water to bring to bed after I finished the other one, so I use that to brush my teeth.
“Minty fresh,” I say as I turn back to face him.
He smiles faintly, then takes my hand and drags me out of the bathroom, shutting the light off as he passes through the doorway.
The bedroom is dark, so I have to light up my phone screen to see better so I can plug in my charger. As I do, I remember the drawer right beside me where he kept his spare charger—the drawer with all the condoms.
My tummy sinks with nerves realizing we’ll be right here, with condoms so near.
Is he going to fuck me tonight?
I won’t say no if he wants to. I’m surprised at myself even thinking that, but I remember how much he made me want him last night, and how he’s taken care of me tonight, and that was so nice of him.
I imagine us tangled up in bed together, his hot skin pressed against mine, his cock hard with desire just for me.
Arousal stirs between my thighs.
I want it.
Maybe it’s not love, but maybe it doesn’t matter. I’ve neverwantedto have sex with anyone else.
Only him.
What will it be like? Will it hurt? What willhebe like? Will he be rough, or tender? How will it feel when he’s inside me?
How will I feel after?
I push back the blanket so I can climb underneath. He’s already settled in on his side of the bed, lying on his side, watching me.
My lips are suddenly dry—somehow—so I grab my water and take another quick sip before I settle in next to him with my head on the pillow.
I’m facing him, and it’s the most intimate feeling in the world.
We’re in bed together. Really in bed together.
He doesn’t say anything, and I’m nervous thinking about the condoms and sex. Wondering if I’ll be any good, or if he’ll be disappointed.
He’s used to women with experience, after all. I don’t really know what I’m doing.
Self-consciousness has me tightly in its grip, but I get the playful urge to pull the blanket up and cover the bottom half of my face with it.
“What?” he asks, seeing my eyes flash with mischief.
“This is my first sleepover with a boy.”
His deep chuckle reverberates in my chest and sinks right into my heart. “I am not aboy.”
“I know,” I answer, but my heart nearly stops because before I’m even finished with the last syllable, he reaches over and grabs my waist, dragging me closer to him.
