Page 69 of Last Fall

He grew very still. “And what’s ourendgame,Zoe?”

Dancing.I couldn’t stop thinking about how natural it was to dance with Erik. How happy I was the whole time. I felt more like myself than ever. “I think, for you, I am going to attempt being a panster for achange.”

Let go. Stop thinking. Let the music of life work it’s waythroughme.

He nodded slowly, as if he understood the magnitude of what I’d just said. “I won’t letyoufall.”

My heart beatfaster.

He got it. He really, trulyunderstood.

“Do you want to brush your teeth?” Because, yes, he was staying the night even if I had to put up with all the questions in themorning.

“Yes.”

“There are spare toothbrushes in the drawer on the left ofthesink.”

He kissed my forehead. “Then I’ll berightback.”

The minute he left I stripped off my shirt and bra, trading it for a clean shirt and underwear. I even folded his jeans and shirt over my desk chair for the morning. After we switched places I brushed my teeth and hair and replenished mydeodorant.

Then I closed my bedroom door and leaned against it, taking in the sight of Erik stretched out onmybed.

Holymoly.

I’d caught sight of his erection through his boxers before he left, felt it several times while dancing, but now he was back to normal. Or at least what I assumed wasnormal.

How many times had I described the male appendage in excruciating detail? And yet it had been so long since I’d seen one up close, felt one in my hand or moving inside me. Hadn’t wanted anything but the completely imaginary ones I made up inmymind.

Untilnow.

Now I had a very real one in my bed and I couldn’t stop thinking about how desperately I wanted to see and feelthisone.

And as if it knew it was the focus of my thoughts, it twitched to life again. My eyes snapped to Erik’s and I realized he waswatchingme.

“I can’t help it when you look at me like that,” hewhispered.

He grew long and hard beneath the fabric while I remained plastered to my door. I couldn’t move. Then he adjusted so it lay against his happy trail, the tip peeking out above his waistband, and all I could do was lick my lipsandsigh.

I knew this was all very natural. We were attracted to each other and arousal was going to happen. Especially because we were new to eachother.

All that scientific knowledge didn’t stop my body from becoming just as aroused at the idea, though. I didn’t care if it was biology. There was a very sexy man lying in my bed with an erection caused by beingnearme.

“Cometobed.”

I still didn’t move. “I just need a second. You’re both looking at me and Ican’tmove.”

He chuckled soft and deep. “Both? Me andmydick?”

“Yep.”

He grabbed the quilt and threw it over his waist. “Better?”

The penis was covered, but not his dark, hungry eyes. “Not really. Are you sure sex is off the table?” Because I really didn’t know how I was going to sleep with this much blood pumping through myveins.

He frowned. “Talk to me. What’sgoingon?”

Everything.Everythingwas going on. “I can’t think straight. I’m hot, I’m turned on, and I don’t think I cansleep.”

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