Page 45 of Dire Straights

“Well… Yeah. That’s definitely true,” he admitted.

With his face so close to mine that I could see the dark specks in his velvety brown eyes, and his soft voice enveloping me, the way he’d made me feel on the bench in the park poured back into me, warming me up from head to toe.

“Ren, can I tell you something?”

“Of course.”

“Sometimes, lately, I feel like if you weren’t here… I don’t know what I would do. You’re like an anchor for me now. You keep me feeling kind of grounded.” It was so odd, letting that kind of confession come out. But it felt good to be honest about it.

“I don’t think anyone’s ever felt that way about me before,” he responded softly. “I never knew how good it felt to… Be needed, I guess.”

Part of me wanted to deny that I needed him. Because that felt weak and pathetic, but I would have been lying. But I couldn’t bring myself to confirm it out loud either. Everything felt too big, too important, too emotional. It was overwhelming. I hadn’t been looking for anything like this, but I couldn’t get away from it now.

“So… I’m pretty sure I still owe you that favor, from before,” I said. The corner of Ren’s mouth perked up, but his eyes still looked kind of shadowed.

“Are you sure, Maddy? After everything that happened, I don’t really mind if we just, um, delay the favor.”

His sentiment was sweet and caring, the things I loved most about him. It only made me want him more.

“I don’t want to think about that stuff right now,” I told him. “And anyway… I’m okay, because you’re here.”

My words definitely seemed to sway him to the side of not worrying so much, because he slipped his hand under my skull to tilt my head up, and captured my mouth in a firm kiss.

There was something to be said about making out with a guy who could tell exactly what you wanted or needed. Whether it was some superpower that Ren had, or if it was just because I was easy to read, I didn’t care. By the time his tongue was sliding over mine, fucking my mouth in that perfect way, he was on topof me, my thighs clamping around his hips to hold his cock down onto mine.

Everything was welling up in my chest and my throat and behind my eyes. Feelings that I didn’t want to feel, but I didn’t know how to make them go away. Grasping my arms around him, I pulled Ren down into my neck so my mouth was right next to his ear.

“Will you fuck me?” I’d tried to sound confident and sexy, but it came out desperate and needy. I hated that.

Still, I felt his breath rush out against my skin in shock and I swear I could feel his dick swell up, even through his shorts. He raised his face up from my neck to stare down at me. I waited for him to ask me if I was sure, or try to talk me out of it. Instead, he just nodded, panting already like he was out of breath.

“But I don’t have… Anything,” he finished. I didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about, until he went on. “I didn’t expect you to ask for this, so…”

“I have stuff,” I said, realizing that he meant lube and probably a condom.

“Your dad won’t hear us?” He questioned.

“No way. Their room is all the way across the house.”

His fingers twitched, tightening on my jaw and ear, like the gravity of what I’d asked for had only just hit him.

“Are you nervous?” I asked, only because he looked like he was and if he admitted it then it might help quell the crazy jitters exploding in my stomach.

“So nervous,” he said. Thank god it wasn’t just me. “I don’t want to disappoint you, Maddy.”

“There is no fucking way that’s going to happen,” I assured him, and because I knew he would keep rambling if allowed, I gripped the hem of my shirt, yanking it over my head and tossing it to the side before pulling him back down into a kiss. It was sloppier this time, full of both our desperation and urgency.When he finally pulled his mouth from me, my moan came out more like a whine. But I couldn’t complain when he pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside like I had.

I ran my fingers up his firm stomach, his lean muscles clenching and quivering as I passed over them. My cock jumped, twitching in its confined space in my boxers as the realization of just how attracted to him I was hit me full force. His eyes raked over me, and it was like I could physicallyfeelhis gaze scraping over my skin.

Nerves bloomed in me, spreading out to all my limbs like a grove of wild vines as he dragged my zipper down, gripping my pants to slide them down my thighs, the drag of the fabric over my cock making me shudder. I’d been naked in front of him dozens of times, so this shouldn’t have felt new or scary. And yet…

“You’re really incredible,” Ren mumbled, lowering himself back down, where he started this slow, thorough exploration of my body. His tongue flicked at my nipple, circling it slowly, until I was whimpering and rifling my fingers through his black locks of hair to press him closer. I thought about how I’d done this to girls, but I don’t even think they’d made noises as whiny as I sounded. So fucking embarrassing.

And then he was moving lower and lower, dipping the tip of his tongue into my navel and then the lines of my abs, which felt weirdly hot, like he was worshiping my whole body. By the time he made it down to my cock, I was already digging my fingers into my bedspread and holding back the urge to roll my hips up into him. There was no way in hell I was going to last through all this and getting fucked. I’d probably come the second he put his finger in me. Or the second his tongue touched my cock.

“Ren,” I panted. “I don’t think I can last until…” The words clogged in my throat. “Until you’re fucking me.” I forced thewords out, and hoped he couldn’t tell how saying them out loud sent shivers coursing through me.

He paused his reverent kissing and licking and nipping of my thigh to raise his head and look at me. His expression was kind of amused at my urgent tone, but his eyes were so dark, like pools of black in the dim lighting of my bedroom.

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