I still can’t believe he let me inside him. I want to try it with him inside me soon, but I haven’t gathered the courage to ask yet. In the meantime, I’m really, really enjoying what we’ve been doing together.
“So, is it love?” she asks, a teasing lilt to her voice, and I shove her playfully, making her laugh.
“No. It hasn’t even been two weeks, but God, it’s fun.”
“Fun is good.” She lays her head back down on my shoulder. “Fun is very good.”
I laugh in agreement. “Is it love with Patty?”
She doesn’t laugh it off right away, which surprises me. She sighs softly and then lifts one shoulder. “I don’t know. It could be. She’s really great.”
I feel her smiling against my shoulder, and it makes me smile too. One thing I’ve learned in the short time we’ve been here is that there are no rules in life. No one else gets to define you but you.
There doesn’t have to be a set amount of time before you fall in love. There don’t have to be specific roles in the bedroom or out, and that revelation has been extremely freeing.
Owen makes me feel good. In every single way. He gives me the grace and time to figure things out, and he’s patient with me.
Whether we end up being more than just friends—which I have to admit I’m hoping for—or not, he’s given me a great gift.
Chapter nine
Owen
“Can I ask you something?” I smile into Mason’s hair as he leans against me on the couch in my living room. We just got back inside after hiking and then going for a quick swim.
We dried off after we got back inside but didn’t bother getting dressed again, so we’re just cuddling in our towels. “Anything.”
I mean that. I may mean it too much, way too fast, but it doesn’t change the fact that I do. He can ask me anything. “Will you fuck me?”
Oh. Shit.That’s not at all where I thought he was going, and the towel around my waist tents as my rapidly filling erection pushes it out. “What?” I ask, stunned speechless for a moment.
His cheeks redden, but he looks pleased with himself. “I know you heard me.”
“I did.” I turn my upper body to look into his eyes. “You really want that? Because I’m more than fine withyoufucking me.” I lean in to kiss his lips briefly. “And sucking me.”
He grins widely. “I love all that too, but I want to feel you inside me.”
“O-okay.”Shit.Now I’m stuttering.
I lead him into the bedroom, both of us losing our towels as I grab the lube and condom, my hands shaking now. I want to make sure this is good for him. He doesn’t seem nearly as nervous as me as he lies on the bed, pulling me on top of him.
I kiss him, taking my time to work slowly down his body until I find his hard cock, licking the tip and tasting his pre-cum, moaning hungrily for him. I lick a long strip down his shaft but keep going down to his balls before finding his hole.
“W-what?” I don’t wait for him to finish asking, laving over his hole, and his fingernails dig into my scalp. “Oh God. Yes. Please.”
I use my tongue to soften his hole, taking the time to really worship him before adding one finger alongside my tongue. When his thighs start to quake and he’s a quivering mess, I grab the lube, adding it to my fingers and slowly inserting one and then two, stretching him for me and marveling at how hot and tight he is inside.
“I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Oh God, I need it. Please.”
I don’t give in though. There’s no way in hell I’m going to hurt him. I add a third finger, and when he’s begging for it, I finally remove my fingers, sheathe my cock, and climb back up his body, stealing his lips in a searing kiss.
“You sure?”
He nods, fierce determination in his eyes. “Yes. Never more sure in my life than I am right now.”
I smile and then slowly inch inside him. I take my time, trying like hell not to give into the intense pleasure to slide home. When I finally bottom out inside him, I let him take the moment to get used to the stretch. “You’re doing great.”
