Page 85 of Love Collided

“I mean, here and there before the sex started, but like I said, not during. And it’s not like anyone else suddenly decided to add their hand to the mix. He was fine not doing the extra work, I guess.”

“I just need a minute to process,” he said, staring at the ceiling. Two seconds went by because, at the end of the day, Chase could not keep his mouth shut.

“Scout,” he said, rolling back to me. “You are not the problem. Listen very clearly, you are not the problem. Promise me that you will not think that again, and promise you won’t continue sleeping with someone who isn’t giving you orgasms.”

“Well, obviously not. Now I know that can happen for me. It would be boring without it.”

“Did you just think you were broken?” he asked, exasperated at this information.

“I mean, maybe, but also, I just guessed that I was bad at it. They tell women all the time that it might not happen with just sex, and I assumed that was my issue.”

“Meaning you add other things to make it happen. Hence the hand.”

“No, no, no,” I said, laying down and throwing a pillow back over my face, the warmth of my cheeks burning me. “We are done talking about this.”

“Fuck yeah we are. Let’s get you another orgasm. We apparently have a lot of lost time to make up for.”

I lifted the pillow an inch. “No, I can’t do that again.”

“Because you didn’t like it?”

“Because that was intimate,” I said, my embarrassment climbing. It felt exposing, and even if I liked it. I wasn’t sure what to do with being that open to someone.

He pulled off the pillow, looking down at me. “Then we will count that happening as a fucking blessing because you’ve done it once. There’s no harm in doing it with me again. I’m going to get us water and a snack and then I will be eating you out until your legs shake and you’re ready to go again.”

His naked body was pressed to mine as he leaned down and kissed me.

“You’re going to gloat about this, aren’t you?” I asked.

“Only to you.” He pushed the hair out of my face with a gentle brush of his fingers. “I wasn’t planning on telling anyone else about our business. Isn’t that one of the benefits of having that intimacy with someone? You can tell me anything, do anything you want to my body, tell me loud and clear what you want and it’s just between us. You can have orgasm after orgasm and I’m the only one who’s going to know about it. I came too, Scout. It’s not like you’re all alone in that. I was also there for that mind-numbing, really great sex, too,” he said with a grin. “There’s no embarrassment now.”

“Easy for you to say.”

“Not really. You know until you’re more comfortable, we can do things to help. Not that I will like all of them, but if it helps.”

“Like what?”

“We can turn all the lights off, I can put music on,” his grin grew, “you can be blindfolded, I could be blindfolded.”

“Maybe the lights off thing, or the music, but there are no blindfolds.”

He laughed, walking from the room and shaking his head.

“Not yet at least,” I said, quietly, laughing as I pulled the blankets back over me.

His mouth dropped open, and he rushed back to the bed, moving overtop of me and pulling me into another kiss. Suddenly, spending the entire weekend hiding in my apartment was looking better and better.

TWENTY-THREE

CHASE

It wasSunday night before I finally decided that I was going to leave. I didn’t particularly want to go, but staying longer felt like we would be slipping out of the friends with benefits category and into the relationship category.

A category that I wouldn’t get myself involved in.

Even if it was feeling more like we were getting there every day.

After we woke up on Sunday, she had made breakfast while I assembled a shelf she had bought. I cursed the entire time and so did she until she had burnt the eggs and we decided to switch jobs.

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