Page 69 of A Small Town Spring

I slip out of my clothes as quickly as possible, keeping on my boxer briefs and allowing myself to simply drape items over the back of my chair instead of hanging everything up in the closet.Oh no.The closet.

“I thought of something more difficult to negotiate than the bed thing,” I say, happily settling into the right side of the bed.

“What’s that?”

“Closet space,” I say gravely.“I suppose you’ll want me to clear some room for you in there?”I nod to my beloved walk-in.

He laughs, loud and free, then plants a smacking kiss on my lips.“I wouldn’t dream of it, darling.I don’t mind keeping my things in the other room.”

“Really?You must really—” I snap my lips shut when I realize I was about to say, “love me.”“Like me,” I finish awkwardly.

But he just smiles.“I really like you,” he says.“Now rub me off so we can go to sleep, please.”

So I do, and he quickly returns the favor.Then we go to sleep, Luna worming her way in between us at some point in the night, making a cozy family of three.

Thirty-Three

Toby

I hadn’t hadsex in a long time before Kingston and I first got together, had barely missed it, honestly, subsuming all those physical desires into painting and pining for my roommate-slash-friend-slash-landlord.But waking up a few inches from Kingston, both of us mostly naked, after having come and making him come hours earlier—it’s like I’m having a second adolescence, getting hard at a stiff wind and unable to focus on much of anything besides the next time I can have sex with my incredibly gorgeous man.

But when Kingston opens his eyes, he just says, “Good morning,” then slides out of bed to shuffle sleepily into the bathroom to clean up.He didn’t so much as touch me, and I have a rager of morning wood.Should I wait for him to come back and initiate sex?But Kingston’s a little older than me, and a lot more experienced.Maybe he’s not as eager for it as I am.Maybe he’ll find my enthusiasm annoying.

The water runs in the bathroom, so I get out of bed, go to my bathroom, and run the shower, cleaning myself up but not touching my persistent erection except to wash myself perfunctorily.I might feel like one, but I’m not actually a teenager.I can exhibit some self-control.My hard-on is mostly gone by the time I get dressed in comfortable clothes and head out to the kitchen.

Kingston’s there, also dressed in casual clothes, working the kettle and the coffee maker simultaneously.“Hey you,” he says warmly, and even if we’re not on the same page sex-wise, I’m still so happy that we’re together.

“Hey,” I say, unapologetically melty.“Sleep well?”

“Yes, actually.How was the wrong side of the bed?”

“I hardly noticed, now that you mention it.Consider me a left side person from now on.”

He hums his approval.“Coffee or tea?”

“Coffee, please.How much sleep did we get—six hours?”

“Something like that.I actually thought you’d still be in bed when I finished in the bathroom.I was hoping we’d try to go back to sleep.I already told my assistant I wouldn’t be checking in until later.”

“Oh!I thought you didn’t want—but we can go back to bed now,” I say hopefully.

“Yeah?”Kingston looks interested, so I step closer to him.

“I’m actually kind of desperate to spend more time in bed with you, sleeping and… doing other stuff.I just wasn’t sure you wanted to.”

“I want to,” Kingston says firmly.“And I think we need to talk about what we want and don’t want instead of making assumptions.Sound good?”

“Sounds very, very good.I want to have a lot of sex with you as soon as possible, please.Like, whatever you want to do is fine, but I’ve got a list, if you want to hear more about that.”

Kingston’s brown eyes turn nearly black as his pupils dilate at my words.“I very much want to hear about that.Maybe we should have coffee later?”

“Later, definitely.”

He turns off the machines, and we go back to the bedroom.Luna’s not around, so we close the door for some privacy.

We take off our clothes again, while Kingston demands I enumerate the list in my head.

“Well, there’s the usual.Blow jobs.Anal—I think I like to switch, even though I’ve only done it a couple of times, but I liked it.Ivy offered to peg me but?—”

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