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“Oh God, I’m suffocating you.”
“It’s a good way to die,” he says, muffled by my tits.
I push on his shoulders to right myself, but Eros’s free arm instantly wraps around my ass, pinning me to him and keepingmy girls in his face. My nipples grow taut and hard, and my core heats. What am I doing here? I arch my back to lift off him.
Eros’s golden eyes glow as they stare up at me. He doesn’t look bothered at all. No, his expression lands somewhere between amused and intrigued.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, sweetheart.” Still bracing my hips against his chest, he slides his hands down from my waist to my hips. My breath hitches when he moves to the back of my upper thighs. “I’m happy you feel comfortable being near me.”
His fingertips are so close to my center, I have to focus on keeping my breathing level, but the god finally has an effect on me.
“Because you want me to get familiar with touching?” I ask, hoping this is all part of my training. I’m insane for feeling like it could be something more.
“Does this feel good?” Eros asks. He must want to make sure I’m comfortable.
“Uh, yeah.”
I idly realize the phone is long gone. Eros moves his right hand to the back of my neck and tangles his fingers with my hair there. “How’s that?”
“Good.” What else can I say? It makes my clit have a heartbeat of its own.
Using his firm grip, he guides me to slide down his chest and sit on his lap, my legs spreading wide over his crotch, still straddling him. Through my pajamas, I feel something large, long, and hard pressing against all my sensitive flesh.
When I’m almost eye level, his golden eyes pierce me with a hungry look. Only my thin silky fabric and his sweatpants separate us, which he could easily make disappear with a snap of his fingers.
His gaze hypnotizes me, and I can’t seem to move off his lap. Do I want to? Slowly, it registers just how intimately dangerous this playful moment has become. His large hand splays over my lower back, keeping me in this compromising position, but for some reason, I don’t resist.
“You can touch me back,” he encourages.
“But I…” He must know how my body is reacting.
“It’s okay to feel good. We won’t take it far, I promise.”
My hands are on his broad shoulders, and I take the suggestion by moving my hands to his neck. My fingers sink into his soft hair at the back of his head, then I move to trace the lines of his face.
Eros is so beautiful it almost hurts to look at him, but that isn’t what truly appeals to me. He’s been so kind and giving, and even now, he’s making sure I’m comfortable so I can get over my aversion to intimacy.
My pulse races as he leans forward. He uses his hand in my hair to bring me to him, but he only presses our foreheads together. We breathe the same air as his other hand comes up to caress my cheek.
We must gaze into each other’s eyes for an eternity, or so it feels like.
Why does it feel so natural to be free with him, even like this? Is it because he expects nothing from me but my trust? Is it because he makes me feel safe to touch and be touched?
I hear a scuffling noise, breaking the illusion we are the only people who exist. Both Eros and I snap our gazes over to the intruder.
Carl is watching us. He was likely heading into the kitchen to get a glass of water, as he often does at night, when he caught our seductive moment.
“Let’s finish the movie,” I whisper, crawling off Eros’s lap and sitting next to him.
He grunts his agreement as he eyes Carl, who’s walking away without comment.
An hour or so later, I open my eyes, waking to the last scene of the movie. My head’s now somehow in Eros’s lap, and he’s softly stroking the hair at my temple. When I look up to see if he’s watching the movie, Eros is watching me instead.
He turns off the movie and picks me up in his arms like I weigh nothing and carries me to my bed. After tucking me in, he removes his shirt, revealing his god-like chest and abs.
He crawls in next to me, tucking me against his side. “Sweet dreams, love.”
