Rose plays with the ring she has on her left hand and fidgets on her spot. She’s adorable when she gets shy about sex. I feel like I need to assure her that there’s nothing to be ashamed of.
“Oh, love, you have nothing to worry about. I have seen every single beautiful inch of your stunning and sexy body. And I loved what I saw and can’t wait to see more. You can tell me anything.”
Her cheeks are turning dark red once again. Bless her. But I must admit, making her blush is my newest favorite pastime.
“What I wanted to say was that you’re the only person who has—” Rose starts, lowering her voice to whisper “—made me come during sex. No other guy has managed to make me come before you.”
I knew what she was going to admit. But still, hearing those words coming from her lips mean so much to me. My inner caveman is banging his chest.
Me good, she happy.
“Maybe I know you better than any of those fuckboys you’ve been with. Did you ever consider that?” I say in a tight voice. I don’t want to think about other men who have touched her, even if they couldn’t bring her pleasure.
She laughs at my comment. We’re getting somewhere. I continue. “I know this is a conversation we should never revisit, but how many men have you been with?”
Asking that felt like ripping the fucking band-aid off.
When she blinks like she can’t believe I asked her that, I babble. “It really isn’t my business, but still, I wonder if you have more experience than I do.”
She starts laughing nervously, “Eli, that’s the last thing you should worry about. I’ve been with three other men who weren’t such great experiences.”
Maybe I really am a caveman, but my chest puffs out hearing those words.
I love the fact that she hasn’t been with many other guys. And the ones she has been with have been lacking in the skills department. I obviously know how to please her. There was no way she was faking her reactions earlier.
“Any fantasies you would like to make a reality then? I’m up for everything else but golden showers and similar acts that include bodily fluids other than cum and spit.” I ask her.
She looks at me with wide eyes once again. I wonder if she even knows what I meant with golden showers or if my idea for making fantasies a reality shocked her.
Nothing too extreme, though. I know some guys, like Jax, enjoy rough sex and anal play.Once, after way too many drinks, Jax showed us his sex toy collection once. It was impressive, but not my style. I am still open to trying new things to please Rose. But I get the impression she wouldn’t enjoy something like that. Our likes go well together.
After a moment of silence, she finally finds her voice. “Well, I’ve got a vibrator—one of those with clitoral suction. Using a vibrator with clit stimulation is the only way I can come easily—at least before tonight.” She blushes and looks away.
I gently take hold of her jaw and make her look at me. She needs to see my eyes to sense the honesty in my words. “There’s nothing wrong with you. I’m lucky to be a guy who has it easy. But from what I’ve heard, it can be super hard for others.”
She nods shyly and continues. “It can take me ages to come without the help of my vibrator. All the guys I’ve been with have gotten tired of pleasuring me within the first five minutes. Sex hasn’t been too great so far.”
It seems like she has problems reaching orgasm, alone or together. I wonder how I have managed to make her come then with my tongue only. What are those other guys doing if they don’t take care of the women they sleep with?
I tell Rose that I’m happy to include her vibrator in our activities. I could even control the vibrator so she would enjoy it thoroughly. Her reaction is priceless. The heat shimmering in her eyes is what I needed to see. I know she wants me as much as I do her. Maybe even more.
Scrap that. It can’t be possible.I want Rose Summers more than my next breath.
“Okay then, gorgeous. Let’s wait until you feel like you’re ready. It can be tomorrow, next week or next month—even next year. You have the power of deciding when. How does that sound?” I ask gently while drawing circles on her upper arms.
“I like the sound of that. Thanks for understanding, Eli.”
I bring her closer to my body. “Don’t worry about it. Remember, I’m here for you.”
We cuddle up and continue our chat, discussing birth control.
Rose turns to look at me after I ask her if she’s covered. “I got my IUD fitted around a year ago.” After I nod, she continues, “They tested me for STIs and STDs back then as well. I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I got tested after my ex and haven’t been with anyone since either. Whatever works best for you is what we do.”
“That’s good. Let’s use condoms first as double protection makes me feel safer.”
I agree with her as I would never pressure her to do anything that made her feel uncomfortable. And she needs to understand that to trust me with her body, mind, and soul.
