Page 34 of By the Fae

And that was when, for the first time in history (probably), Goldie threw back his head and genuinely laughed.

Chapter 12.

Goldie

Holly perched herself on the edge of my bed, bouncing up and down while taking in the rest of my room. I closed the door and sat next to her.

“Ready?” I asked, knowing full well she was a million miles from ready.

“Uh.” She brushed her curls behind her ears and blinked at me. “Should we, like, set up some ground rules or something?”

“Ground rules?”

Gods, she was so inexperienced.Don’t find it cute,I told myself.

“Yeah, like, um, a safe word?”

She wouldn’t need one. If she didn’t like something, I’d know. I was a nymph after all. But we were here for her.

“Sure. What’ll it be?”

“Uh,” she glanced around the room as if hoping to find inspiration. “Tapir.”

I snorted. “Tapir?”

“They’re my favourite animal,” she said earnestly.

Oh my Gods. I closed my eyes and pinched my lips together to stop the laughter escaping.

“Okay, tapir it is. Anything else?”

“What about kissing?” she asked.

“What about it?”

“Should we?” Holly held her face in a way that suggested she was expecting something to slap her across the cheeks. “It’s very intimate, isn’t it?”

I closed the gap between our faces, stopping a few inches short of our mouths touching. Holly's breath hitched. “I’m literally going to be inside you in a moment.”

She clamped her thighs together and squirmed on the mattress. A victorious jolt spread across my chest and my cock leapt upwards. Was I really getting a chub from that one tiny reaction? After months of almost nothing?

Actually, the months of almost nothing were surely to blame for my false-start reactions.

“Okay, but,” her voice was breathy, sexy as hell, and I decided in that moment, I would just let my body go with the flow. If it wanted to be attracted to this tiny weirdo in a circus dress, I shouldn’t fight it. My body and my mind were two completely separate entities. They weren’t even friends at the best of times. Holly gave a small cough, snapping my attention back. “Doesn’t kissing feel like something boyfriends and girlfriends should do? Not two people who have agreed to help each other out and don’t even like each other. We’re not in a relationship, we’re more like . . . enemies with benefits.”

Yes. Thank you for the reminder.Not that I was at risk of liking her. “So, no kissing then. But can I suck your tits?” Holly’s mouth parted, her breath hissed out. “Or your clit?”

“Oh.” Red spots blossomed on her cheeks. “Okay.” She swallowed. “How about no mouth to mouth kissing?”

I couldn’t help my smile. “Any other rules?”

“No, I think that’s it. Do you have any?” she asked me.

“Just one.”

“Is it not to fall in love with you? Because you’ve made that abundantly clear, and I can assure you, that categorically will not be happening.”

“You learn fast, human. This is going to be fun.” And it would be. My cock was already straining against my fly. “First things first. Let’s get this fucking dress off you.”

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