Page 24 of Silver Foxed

He continues to brush his thumb over my cheek. “Don’t be embarrassed. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No, no. It’s okay. Please, ask me.”

His hand on my ass grips me tighter, pulling me closer to him. “What’s the purpose of it?”

I play with the hairs of his beard, focusing on the way the colors mix together. “Um, well, the reason I said I wanted you to fill me up…” I flush harder. “I like the way it feels when...”

“…when a man comes inside you?” he finishes for me.

“Yes,” I breathe out. “The thought of being filled, of being bred. It turns me on.”

Elijah lifts my chin. His eyes are even darker now, and I don’t miss the way his cock twitches. “Bred?”

I nod. “Getting pregnant. The idea of it. It—gosh, this is so embarrassing.”

“Like I said, you have no reason to be embarrassed. It’s incredibly sexy, Alex.”

“Really?”

His gaze darts to his erection, a half smile on his lips. “I think I’m turned on by that as well, it would seem. I liked seeing my cum dripping out of you. It was…”

“…hot?” I finish for him this time.

“More than hot. Beautiful. Sensual.”

“I know I don’t have to say this, but I want you to know since we’re having unprotected sex: This doesn’t mean I want you to get me pregnant. I wasn’t lying when I said I have an IUD. I can show you my records online if you want.”

His mouth drops open, and his features turn hard with anger. “Why in the world would I ever think that or ask that of you?”

My stomach flips, and I shrug. “When I expressed to my ex what I liked, he said it was because I was so desperate for babies. He was worried I would do something rash, and he wasn’t ready for children. I tried to explain to him that while I wanted to start a family, it’s a kink. A pretty popular one.”

Elijah’s brow pinches, and his eyes narrow. “Your ex is an asshole. Oliver was right for not liking him. I would never think so terribly of you, Alex. Never. But with that said, I know the risks of unprotected sex. But I trust you. I’ve known your dad for a long time now—” He stops himself, realizing he brought up my dad and sex in practically the same sentence.

I smile weakly. “Thank you. That means a lot to me. And I’m sorry if this is weird for you.”

He shakes his head. “I’m fine, Alex. Thank you for sharing that with me. You don’t have to be embarrassed to say or do anything around me. You’re an adult. You aren’t hurting anyone. And like I said, I want to be here. I’m choosing to be here. Like you are.”

I kiss his chest and exhale a quiet sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

He brushes his fingers up my side. “No thanks needed.”

We lay there for a while, his touch easing my mind as I wonder if somehow the universe brought Elijah to me, a man who doesn’t judge me. Who wants to have no-strings-attached fun. Who even seems to like what I like.

It’s almost too perfect, like a complete and utter dream. I smile, thinking about how Allie is going to lose her mind when I share what happened this weekend.

“Tell me something about yourself,” I say, propping myself up so I can see him better.

“Anything in particular?”

I run the pad of my pointer finger over his nipple, watching it come alive under my touch. “What do you like to do for fun?

He tucks a half-dry piece of hair behind my ear. “To be honest, I haven’t done much on the side of fun in recent years.”

“Why is that?”

“Without going into it too much, I went through a divorce last year that was messy. After that, I threw myself into work. I golf with the guys here and there, but mostly, my days are pretty much the same.”

I frown. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

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