Page 104 of Win Some Love Some
I could not control the blush that roared up over my chest.
“Here, I brought you some ice water too.”
She rolled over onto her back and propped herself up on one hand. Her tits were so gorgeous. She took the water from my hand, gulping it down like I had.
“I think this is called aftercare,” I ran a finger down the center of her chest, between her breasts, then traced each rib under the skin.
“You know you didn’t hurt me, right?”
My eyes met hers. There was no trace of regret. No trace of uncertainty. But there never was with Nora.
“I wasn’t gentle with you,” I confessed. “I don’t know why I’m not more gentle with you.”
She handed me the empty glass back, the cubes rattling. “Nick, what do you think you’re doing now? You’re good. Now come cuddle me.”
She opened her arms and I was helpless to resist. I set the glass down and crawled up her body to rest my cheek on her plump boob.
“Hmm,” she sighed, scratching the back of my neck in that way I liked.
“I feel like…” My breath caught. A swell of emotion stuck in my chest, I thought my voice might crack.
She squeezed me harder. “You’re okay, Nicky. I’ve got you.”
“Where are you going?”I asked, my head popping off the pillow as soon as I felt her shift off the bed. The last time, she’d just been getting up to use the bathroom, but I knew the sun had already set and my time was running out.
We’d spent the day in bed, fucking, snacking, talking shit. I’d never been as naked in my life as I was sitting on my bed with her.
“I have to go home,” she said quietly. “We talked about this.”
We had. She’d explained in very rational terms, why it made sense to keep us a secret. From the town. From her parents. From my parents. Although, when they got back from California, I didn’t know how that was going to be possible.
Both Antony and Birdie knew me too well. They would see it in my face.
That I was different. Changed.
I reached out and grabbed her wrist, not letting her finish putting on her bra.
“Stay,” I said. I thought very authoritatively. “We’ll deal with the fallout. I don’t care.”
“I do,” she said and sat back down on the bed. “It felt like everyone in the world knew about my life a few months ago. And everyone had an opinion and something they felt they needed to say to me.”
“I’m not Rene.”
“Of course not, I’m not saying you are. I’m saying, having people know really private information and passing all kind of judgement about that information – sucks. It really really sucks.”
Of course. This wasn’t about me. It was about her.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “You’re right.”
“It’s not that I’m ashamed. Or that I don’t want to get back in this bed with you. But I just want us to be private for a little bit. Once my parents know…”
“Roy’s not going to like this.”
She laughed and stroked my hair back. “He will start asking about your intentions and none of us are ready for that.”
I was. But now was not the time. She wanted privacy. She wanted time. I’d give her everything she needed.
“You’re right,” I said and I kissed her hand. “Go on. I’ll be your dirty little secret for as long as you like.” I leaned back against the pillows, putting my arms behind my head, shamelessly flexing all my muscles.
