Page 80 of In the Long Run
‘Oh, Gen, no.I didn’t want to hurt you.Or get too excited.’
Thank fuck my skin’s already pink from the water and the steam in here.I was wrong before, about there being no first-time-togethersex awkwardness.It’s here, but it’s different, because we’ve gotten to know each other first, because we really care.
Gen bites her lip before her lips twist into a shy smile.‘Well, I mean, I can’t believe I’m actually saying this out loud, but isn’t this how we learn?About what each other likes?’
My thumb strokes her cheek.‘I don’t want to be too much.’
‘I promise to tell you if it is.’Then she leans forward and licks the underside of my cock.
My hips shift forward and Gen sucks harder, heat and pleasure making her irises darken.I’m so gone.
So in trouble.
But also so safe.
‘I’m going to …’ I wrench myself free because I don’t know what she’s comfortable with, and even though my brain is melting, I refuse to take something that hasn’t been offered.
‘What do you want?’
You.
However I can have you.
For as long as you’ll let me.
But I can’t say any of that.That’s the opposite of living in the moment.
Gen decides for me and I spill down her throat, legs shaking, heart pounding.I smooth a hand across her cheek.‘I’m supposed to be taking care of you.’
‘We can take care of each other, Knox.’
I sink to my knees, steal a kiss from her pillowy, post-blowjob lips, my tongue stroking hers lazily.‘Thank you,’ I murmur, pressing the words into her cheeks, her neck, her shoulders, tasting the lingering salt on her skin.Christ.I did a terrible job of cleaning her up.
‘You’re welcome.’She laughs softly, brushing my wet hair off my forehead before wrapping her arms around my shoulders, pressing our chests together.
‘Are you comfortable?’I ask, pulling back just enough so that I can cup her tits, squeeze them together.
Her eyes go glassy and she nods.
‘Good.’
She shivers and I stand, redirecting the shower so the spray hits her chest.When she reaches for me, I go willingly, because this is all about her.We make out for a few leisurely minutes, our movements unrushed but still full of promise.When Gen tilts her head back, offering me her neck, I nip her softly.
Her contented sigh washes over me as I continue my descent to her chest, sucking on her perfect breasts, rolling the nipples between my fingers, testing the weight of her in my hands.
‘Knox,’ she breathes.Fuck.I love each and every way she says my name, but this one?All flustered and full of need?It might be my favourite.
‘Yeah, Halliday?’
Her teeth appear and the smile that follows can’t stop itself from becoming a grin.And it’s all mine.
I push her legs apart, watching as her stomach hollows in and out, water running between her thighs.‘You gonna tell me you like me again?’I ask hopefully before brushing my knuckles against her pussy.Spoiler alert: it’s perfect too and so damn pretty.I press my thumb against her clit.
Gen inhales sharply, tits bouncing with the motion.‘Someone’s found their confidence,’ she murmurs.She gasps when I do it again.
‘Just with you.’
It’s the most honest thing I’ve ever said to a woman.Turns out I was waiting to find the right one to tell all the things I’ve been keeping inside.
