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“Talk about a view of a lifetime.”
I stare at his toned body, eyeing the tattoos that adorn his torso. There is the rose vine going from the right side of his collarbone across his chest. Then, on the left side, he has the design of one of his album covers, a crescent moon surrounded by stars.
“You’ve seen me shirtless, haven’t you?”
“Doesn’t mean it’s not a great view.”
He shakes his head and undoes his pants. He pushes them off, so he is in only his boxers.
“More?” I raise an eyebrow.
“No. You promised you’d behave.”
“Maybe I have a different definition of behaving.” I smirk.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Maybe my definition of behaving involves your dick in my mouth.”
“Fuck.” He breathes out. “I’m staying on the couch.”
“No.” I pout. “No. I’ll behave.”
“My definition of behave?” He raises an eyebrow.
“Yes.” I nod.
He doesn’t look convinced but smiles at me. I crawl up the bed, pulling back the blankets. He walks around the other side of the bed and sits on top of the blankets.
“You aren’t getting under the blankets?”
“No.” He says. “I’m exercising self-control.”
“Aren’t you cold?” I ask with a smile.
“No. Naughty girl, trying to tempt me.” He shakes his finger at me. “Lay down.”
“Yes, sir.” I say with a smile and lay flat against the bed. He moves closer to me, putting his hand above my head.
“You’ll wake me up if you have any bad dreams, right?” I nod. “I had a great time tonight.” He starts to rub my head. “I really like you, Abbey.”
“I really like you too.” I murmur and snuggle up closer to him. My eyes feel heavy. I’m exhausted from all the alcohol and the food in my belly. I also feel warm, fuzzy, and so relaxed. “Goodnight, Wes.”
“Goodnight.” He says and leans down to kiss my forehead.
When I wake in the morning, Wes is still next to me. His arm is draped over me, and the little breaths of air leaving his nose let me know he is still asleep. The weight of it feels nice, and I snuggle against him.
I feel groggy but not hung over. I do need to pee, though, so I carefully squeeze out from under his arm. He stirs slightly but otherwise stays sleeping.
I pee.
I could easily throw up, and he would never know. I still feel full from last night, so I know if I purge, I’ll feel better. It wouldn’t be fun, and I’m sure it’s too late to purge most of the food I ate, but it would still make me feel hollow.
I don’t want to lie to him, though. If he asked, I’d have to confess and disappoint him. That’s not something I want to do. I desperately want to be better for him. So, I force myself to wash my hands and leave the bathroom.
I check the time and see it’s barely five in the morning. I could go back to sleep if I wanted to, but I felt wide awake. Still, I crawl back into bed beside Wes, who is still above the blankets. He must have accidentally fallen asleep.
I press myself gently against him, lying back down. My ass is level with his crotch, and I fight against the urge to rock into him. That would be bad. I mean, it would be good, but he didn’t want to fuck me like this. He wants the first time to be special. Ididn’t care about it being special. It would be special just to have sex with him, but I want to respect his wishes, so I lay still beside him.
