“Like, good comments or bad?”
He shrugs. “I mean, nobody minded. It is a problem if I get hard, though, and don’t want to be. My underwear gets wet really quickly and it’s uncomfortable, and it can be embarrassing, too, if I leak enough it soaks through to my pants.”
My eyes widen. “Oh. Does that happen often?”
“No, but it’s happened a few times. I have to be careful about what I wear when I’m around someone I like.”
I grin and wiggle my ass. “Like me?”
He narrows his eyes. “Yes, like you. I mean I can do it now because we’re together, but there’s a reason I haven’t been wearing pajama pants and sweats around you much, and was sticking to jeans.”
My grin widens. I love that he got so turned on around me his dick was leaking so much. “Well, I love it. It’s sexy as fuck.”
“Thank you. I think.”
I laugh and kiss him. We shower, trading lazy kisses and soft touches, before we climb naked back into bed. Bentley takes me in his arms and I snuggle close, sighing in contentment.
“You said there were a lot of things you wanted to do to me,” he murmurs, running his fingers through my damp hair. “Wanna tell me what those things are, darling?”
God, why do I love it so much when he calls me that? It sounds so damn sexy in his accent.
I hum. “Later. Nap first.”
He presses a kiss to my hair. “As you wish.”
I chuckle. “Did you justPrincess Brideme?”
“I thought you didn’t watch movies?”
“Not much, no, but I watched them as a kid and I’ve still seen that one a dozen times. It’s one of my mom’s favorites. The book is better though.”
He chuckles. “I like your mom. She has good taste.”
Before I can respond, Marble hops up on the bed and tries to plop herself on top of Bentley’s stomach, making him laugh.
“Oh, no you don’t,” I tell her. “He’s mine.” I grab her and set her down on the foot of the bed and she meows at me, so I narrow my eyes at her. She stretches and yawns, and then lies down against my leg.
We drift off, then, and in Bentley’s arms, I’m happier than I’ve ever been.
Chapter Seventeen
Alex
I wake to Bentley’s fingers gently carding through my hair, and I can barely believe I’m tucked against him, and buck ass naked, no less. Jesus, is this real? Is he really mine? That rain and ocean scent surrounds me as I hum, reveling in the feeling of his warmth, his touch, his closeness. I got off with a man twice, and I loved every second of it.
My eyes slowly open as Bentley rumbles, “Morning darling,” and I fucking melt. I smirk when I see that Marble has completely disregarded my instructions to leave Bentley alone, and has been comfortably napping on his stomach for who knows how long.
I reach over and pet her even as I scold, “Bad kitty,” and Bentley chuckles.
Looking out the window, I note it’s dusk outside and realize we must have been dozing for a while. Honestly I could stay in this spot for the rest of the night and be content. I have no desire to move away from my man when his arms around me feel so perfect.
I tilt my head and look up at Bentley, still just trying towrap my head around the fact that he’s my boyfriend now. That I can touch him, and kiss him, and cuddle with him. That I don’t have to try not to be aroused by him, or be terrified that he’ll find out about my feelings. That I can ogle him all I want without beating myself up for it the entire time and worrying that I’ll scare him off if he catches me.
Shit, just thinking about openly admiring him while he works out has blood pooling south and my dick lengthening against his hip. “How’s my beautiful boyfriend?” I ask him, and have the immense pleasure of hearing his intake of breath and watching his dick jerk under the bed sheet. I brush my nose along his neck and plant a kiss there.
“You wanted to know what it was I wanted to do to you?” I say, and he smiles and flushes, burying his face in my hair, and making me grin. I press a kiss to his chest, overcome with the desire to get my mouth on those pert nipples and make him squirm and beg for me. Not yet, though. I press more kisses to his neck and jaw. “I have to use the bathroom. And when I get back, we’re going to talk about all the ways I want to explore your beautiful body.”
He groans and nods, cheeks still rosy. “Hurry.”
