I chuckled. “That’s fine.”
“What about when you’re alone in bed and not sleeping?”
I didn’t quite follow his thread of logic. “Meaning?”
He squirmed against me. “Are you going to force me say it?”
“Oui, because I don’t understand what you are trying to ask.”
Taking a deep breath, Zio worked up the nerve to clarify his question. “When you’re by yourself, do you ever enjoy pleasure by yourself?”
“You wish to know if I touch myself, eh?”
“A guy like me doesn’t have a choice, but you could have anyone. You don’t have to be alone if you don’t want to be. Nobody in their right mind would turn you down.”
I chuckled at his assumption. He wasn’t wrong, though. I never had a shortage of partners when I was in the mood. “While I appreciate the compliment, I’m not unfamiliar with entertaining myself.”
“How do you make that sound so classy?” He scoffed in protest. “I’m blaming your French accent. It makes everything fancy and sexy.”
Zio was too adorable. It made me want to tease him all the more, so I slid my hand lower and discovered he was already half-hard. “Shall I show you how I touch myself?”
A high-pitched squeak escaped from him, making me laugh. “I thought we weren’t supposed to turn this sexual?”
“Do you wish for me to stop?”
“My brain is telling me to say yes to respect your enjoyment of not needing it to be about sexual pleasure.” He whimpered when I brushed my thumb over the head of his cock to spread the bead of precum that had gathered. “But my dick has averydifferent opinion.”
“I have a better idea.” Getting out of bed, I got a washcloth and a bottle of lube before lying down on my back.
He rolled over to face me with a curious expression. “What are you doing?”
Dispensing some lube, I reached down to slide two slicked fingers inside myself. “Readying myself for a different kind of pleasure.”
“Shouldn’t I be doing that?” He propped himself up to watch the process with fascination. I used my other hand to tease my nipples to harden peaks as I readied myself. Having his rapt attention fueled my arousal and eagerness to move on. “Why is that so sexy?”
“Because you know what comes next.” Since I didn’t need as much preparation as Zio, I withdrew my fingers and repositioned myself over him. I slicked his erection with more lube before I helped guide it inside me. “It’s the fun part.”
He gripped my thighs hard as he gasped in shock. “Are you sure that’s enough? You usually take more time preparing me.”
“That’s because this is still a new experience to you, and I wish for it to be as painless as possible.” Once seated, I reached over for the washcloth to wipe my hands clean of the remaining lube. “Are you ready?”
He nodded, staring up at me with eyes wide in awe. “Yeah.”
That was the permission I needed to move. I braced myself on his stomach as I rode him hard, loving how he thrust up to meet me with each bounce. His hands slid up my thighs before grabbing my ass. I encouraged him with moans and pleas for more as I worked myself up into a frenzied need.
He moved to brush his thumb against my surgery scar. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I braced myself as I leaned forward for a better angle. It allowed me to rub my arousal against his stomach while letting him hit deep enough to curl my toes with delight. The dual sensations sent me racing toward a fast climax. When he reached out to work my length, a few quick tugs were all it took for me to spill all over his hand.
It didn’t take long for him to reach his peak as he came with a gasp. I relished his cum leaking out of me when he pulled out; it was an intimate experience only he had ever given me. To reward him, I leaned down for a passionate kiss that made my sexual high even better. It was my new favorite way to start a morning.
* * *
As we finished lunch,Zio’s phone trilled with a text message alert. It fascinated me to watch him cycle through a wide range of emotions from surprise, excitement, and worry.
“Is everything okay?”
He shut off his screen and gave me his full attention, a hint of apprehension lingering in his expression. “Yeah, but I have to go home soon.” Toying with his phone, he built up the courage to ask me something. “Would you be willing to come with me? My brother is coming over for a visit, and it would mean a lot if you’d meet him, Rigby, and Jude.”
