Page 28 of Rousing Renee

This time when Renee giggled, she was back in the space of lightheartedness.

“Can I trust you, Ezra?” She turned to me, and the glow from the tv shone off the side of her face.

“I think so. I’m always honest, even when it sucks to be so. I don’t have anything to hide. You’re not the only one nervous. I’ve been hurt, too. Lied to. Cheated on. Manipulated. I’ve come to the conclusion recently that those failings are on the people who did it. I’m no less of a man, less of a Dominant, less of a provider or partner because they failed to give me what I gave them. Whatever is meant for them will be. It so happens that I’m not it. They’ve only made me more resilient for my person. She–whomever she is–will get all of me when she lets me in.” I paused, wondering if I was coming on too strong. Then I threw caution to the wind, trusting my instincts. “I’d love it if ‘she’ was you. However, you’ve got to want that, too. If not, we’ll both move on and be better for it. As far as trust, I’ll keep showing up the way I do until you stop being present. My hard rule is don’t lie to me. I can’t forgive it. It’s the way I’m wired. I always make sure I tell all my partners that, though. Communicate. As long as you do, we’ll be fine. No matter how it ends.”

“Why are you so sexy, Ezra?” She sighed.

“I… don’t know.” I shrugged. “It’s in the eye of the beholder though. I’m just me.”

“And it is authentically sexy.” She stood and came over to where I sat. “Honesty falling from your lips is so… hot.” She giggled. “I never thought I’d use that word on someone.”

“Well, you’re just as tempting, babygirl.” I pulled her between my legs and lifted her t-shirt to expose her stomach. Soft, I kissed it before resting my forehead there. Holding her close. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment.

Renee stroked the back of my head, down my neck, and over my shoulders. I knew she wasn’t trying to arouse me, but she had. The way she touched me was sure and fearless. She didn’t ask for permission. She claimed what she wanted with her fingers and it drew me further into the bubble we’d created.

I…

“Ezra…”

I heard her calling my name, pulling me from a half dreamlike state. “Yeah?” I swallowed, trying to erase the sleep from my throat.

“Come on.”

“Right.” I needed to get home, to bed, and actually rest. I stood up and stretched again. When I finished, Renee took my hand.

“Come on.” She led me to the back of her apartment. I followed, assuming she was taking me to a guest bedroom, but she wasn’t.

I slowed at the doorway when I saw it was her space. She tugged me in with a light pull of the hand. I exhaled, calling all the willpower in the world to help me behave.

Bed plus Renee equaled temptation at its finest.

She lifted my sweatshirt, pulling it over my head as much as she could while standing on the tips of her toes. I helped when she couldn’t reach any higher. She went for my t-shirt next. Pants after. Hopefully in the dark, she couldn’t make out how aroused she was making me. She removed her hoodie, pants, and slippers. Her t-shirt hit the top of her thighs, giving me more than enough to look at. When she reached for the hem of her shirt, I stopped her.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I warned.

She giggled but continued, raising it high enough for her to fidget with her bra and remove it without taking off her t-shirt fully. I growled at her, and she backed up to the bed where she climbed in. I watched her ass wiggle and entice me as she moved. She went to the far side, making it clear the closest side was for me. It was cool in here, and the revolving fan in the corner ensured it stayed that way. She was beneath the blanket, waiting for me to join her. Convinced I would be fine, I went for it. However, as soon as I was comfortable, she scooted over and rested her head on my chest, then pressed her body against me. Automatically, my arm went around her and she nestled in.

“Thank you, Ezra.”

“For?”

“Everything.”

Not knowing what else to say, I went with the simple solution. “You’re welcome.” Sleep came easy, and it was the best I’d have in a very long time.

CHAPTER 8

Renee

Somewhere in the night, my hormones realized we were being held by an attractive man who was very interested in us if his erection last night was any indication. I squirmed in need of being sampled by Ezra as if I were on a chef’s tasting menu and I knew this was dangerous territory. When I rolled over to my side to get space to calm down, Ezra rolled my way, holding me from behind. My butt rested in his lap against his firm shaft. He wasn’t fully erect, but it was giving more than enough temptation to make me whimper in need. I closed my eyes tightly, needing to get myself under control.

Not yet. We can’t go there yet. Be cool and we can masturbate after he leaves. When the time is right…

Ezra pulled me closer and wrapped his arm around me directly beneath my breasts. His breath hit the side of my neck, raising the hairs there, and tingling the side of my ear.

Too much.

My clit throbbed, and I pressed my thighs closer together, but the sensation skyrocketed the heat inside to soaring heights. I hoped that he couldn’t feel the dampness through my panties because it was telling more than I needed it to. His hand snaked up between my breasts and held on to my neck. I relaxed against him and a stream of moans slipped free.

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