Page 58 of The Marriage Policy

Eric pulls me into his arms, his boot an obstacle between us, but I don’t even care. I turn onto my side, throw one leg over his hip, and keep my face in his chest.

Neither of us talks for a moment, and I can’t help the small stab of fear that maybe he regrets this. That he thinks I’m a cum-hungry slut, and for a reason I don’t understand, that totally turns him off.

“That was…”

“Too much?” I ask, in unison with his, “Fucking perfect.”

He frowns. “Wait. It was too much for you?”

“No, I thought maybe it was too much for you.”

“Um, I’m pretty sure that was the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’ve had a lot of sex, and none of it was that hot. Dude, youmoanedbecause you were so eager for my cum.”

My face heats. “I don’t know if I’d go that far,” I say, though he’s right.

“Nope. I was there. I heard it. There was anmmmtoo.”

“Okay. That’s enough. Aren’t you going to pass out now?” I joke. Maybe I should be more self-conscious that his load mademe react that way, but I’m still riding the high of what we did. That feels too good to let myself get stressed about anything.

“Usually, I would, but…I don’t want to fall asleep with you.”

“You’ve been sleeping in my bed every night.”

“No, not like that. I mean, I wanna talk to you, D.”

Oh. That’s maybe the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. I love talking to Eric. I’ll stay up all night to chat if he wants to. “I’ll be right back.”

His hold on me tightens, and he pulls me closer. “Nope. You’re not allowed to leave.”

“I’m just taking care of the lights, silly boy.”

“In that case, you can go. Just hurry back.”

I scramble out of bed while thinking,Post-nut brain fog. That’s all this is. All I want it to be. It doesn’t mean anything.

I turn on the bedside lamp and kill the big one, then get back into bed with Eric. I pull the covers over us, planning on staying on my side, but he pulls me close again.

“Do you feel bad that our parents don’t know we’re married?” Eric asks.

“That’s what you choose to talk about when we’re naked and just gave each other orgasms?” But while the timing is slightly off, I get why he’s asking.

“You’re the one who went and made it weird.”

“Good point.” I push onto my elbow so I’m looking down at him.

At Eric.

Naked in my bed.

After we shot our loads.

This is so fucking wild.

“Yes and no. I don’t want to hurt them, and I worry that if they knew, it would hurt them. Not because they wouldn’t want us to be together, but because they’d think it means more than it does. I’m not sure they would understand going this far. Myparents have always hoped I would find a guy like you.” They always hoped it would be Eric. “So I wouldn’t want to give them false hope. On the other hand, I love them, and it feels like lying to them about something big.”

“Right? That’s how it is for me too. Plus, I always feel like I’m letting Mom down, ya know?”

No, I don’t. Eric feels like he lets his mom down? How? She’s crazy about him. There is nothing Eric could ever do to let someone down. He’s too good.

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