Page 77 of Taking Chances

“Thank you, guys, for coming!”

“Hey, Anne, do you mind heading to the car? I just want to hit the bathroom real quick.” Lennox asks.

“Sure, no problem.” He hands me his keys and Sam points him to the bathroom as I head outside.

The weather is really warming up and the car’s been sitting in the sun, so I blast the AC as soon as I enter. Just a few minutes later, Lennox returns.

We ride in silence as my mind swirls with thoughts. I want him to come to my place so I can feed my cat and then maybe goget something to eat, or take a walk, or something. I don’t want him to be alone like this. But I don’t want to overstep. I promised him not to get attached and prolonging this would be almost couplish. So I swallow my need and break the silence.

“Any fun plans for the rest of the day?”

“Yup. There’s a sledgehammer with my name on it at home.” He winks and I let out a chuckle. He’s obviously feeling a little bit better.

“Sounds… fun?”

He full on belly laughs at that. “It is. Manual labor is very freeing. Physical exhaustion gives me peace of mind.”

“Mhm,” I respond because I have a very different image of getting physically exhausted.

Last night, I felt like I was on drugs. And he’s correct, my mind was peaceful. Calm even, which it rarely is. It was also liberating being under his control in a way I’ve never felt before. I was free from the shame, from judgment, from the fear of failure that usually haunts most of my waking thoughts. I was simply there to follow orders. To be used.

Shoot, I’m getting wet thinking about it.

The way he used my mouth for his pleasure. The way he licked me like he was starving for my taste. The way his giant, romance-book-sized cock felt inside of me, making me see stars.

A part of me feels like I got my V-card taken last night. Because if last night is what sex looks like, I’m pretty sure I’ve never had it before.

“You OK? You look kind of flustered,” he asks, his voice full of concern.

“Yup. It’s just hot today.” I fan my face, hoping I played it off convincingly enough.

He stops in front of my building, and I open the door.

“Thanks for coming with me today. And… for last night, I guess.” My gaze is nowhere near his face, my signature shynessreturning in full force. “Let me know when you want to do it again.” I slam the door and rush to my apartment.

Luna greets me at the door, so I give her a few pets before filling up her food and water. Cats are the best. They’re independent and self-reliable but with a soft interior. Kind of like Lennox, I guess.

I, on the other hand, am more of a dog. Desperate for care and attention. Desperate for the approval that I’m… well, a good girl.

“Aaah.” I release a loud sigh, dropping onto my couch, feeling emotionally drained. The sex yesterday was an out of body experience. And then—today. Sharing something so important to me with him.

And him opening up to me in return. There are tears still stuck in the back of my eyes where I shoved them not to fall in front of him. I care for people. I’m a natural carer. So not being able to do anything to help him killed me. But I know he wouldn’t want me pitying him, crying for him. Treating him differently. Nope, he’s a cat. He wants to be ignored until he decides to approach. And that is what he’ll get.

I’m full of nervous energy so I shoot Rina a text.

Me:

What are you guys up to?

Rina:

Just hanging around the backyard. Wanna come?

Me:

Yes, please. Be there soon.

I take a shower and grab a taxi to their house. Connor opens the door, so I give him a quick hug before heading to the backyard.

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