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His nose scrunches up. “Did I, or did I not,justtell you I wanted you to take control? Free. Rein. You said we could do that. Yousaid.”
“What if you’re not ready?” Why am I asking those questions? I want to fuck him. Of course I do. I just want to make sure he’s sure.
He rolls his eyes. “Good God. Man gives me a safe word. I give him control. He says it’s fine. Then he questions me anyway.”
“Your eyes are gonna get stuck like that, you little brat.”
The grin that lights up his face has my heart tripping over itself. He looks so completely fucking free and happy. “Good. Then I’ll just be constantly rolling my eyes at you instead of having to do it every single time you do something eye-rolly.”
I grab his thigh and pull him toward me, smiling when he lets out a surprised yelp.
“Are you sure?”
He blinks up at me. “Yes. Are you going to ask me every single time, even though I just told you to do whatever you want?”
“Nope, I trust you. I’m just going to ask this once. It’s your first time, and I want to be sure that you’re sure.”
He sobers, his face taking on a more serious note. “I’m sure. I promise. And I promise I’ll tell you to stop if I need to or don’t like something. No, and apple pie.”
I chuckle, leaning over to press a kiss to his stomach. “Good boy. Do you have lube and condoms?”
“Yeah,” he says, breathy and soft. “In my room. I can go get them.”
I shake my head, running my hand up his thigh and over his straining erection, smiling when he bucks up with a moan. “No. You stay here and be a good boy. I’ll go get them.”
Chapter 26
Eli
When Nic disappears into the hallway, I fling my arms out to the side, a huge smile on my face.
Holy shit, I can’t believe I said all that. I can’t believe I told him he could do whatever he wanted to me. Even fuck me. My chest gets all fluttery.
I meant it, though. I so fucking meant it. I didn’t know how to ask. He didn’t push for it, and he didn’t act like he wanted it. Never even hinted. And how in the hell do you ask someone to have sex with you? Not like I have any experience doing it.
A giddy sort of nervousness washes over me. He’s right. I really am desperate for it. My cock throbs at the thought. The low, raspy way he says it. The look in his eyes.
I sit up on my elbows, glancing at the door. What the fuck is taking him so long? Did he change his mind?
I giggle a little at that. Probably saidfuck noand ran right out the door. No. He wouldn’t do that.
I lay a hand over my racing heart, then let it trail down my abdomen to my cock. It feels good. Maybe not as good as when Nic does it, but still good. And if I close my eyes and think about him, it feels even better. So, I do.
My lashes flutter closed, and I picture the way he pushed me back and climbed over me, holding himself off my body but so close I couldfeelthe heat of his skin.Needy little doll.
My cock jerks, pulsing against my palm as I press down harder, rubbing myself over my soaked panties. A little moan works its way up my throat as I shiver. I don’t want to get off. Not really, but fuck, it’s tempting.
I’m so fucking turned on. Nic was right—not that I’ll admit it to him—consent is fucking sexy. Or at least listening to him talk about it is.
I roll my hips up, rubbing against my hand. I’ll just take the edge off a little while I wait. I can stop before he gets back. Probably.
The elastic of my panties digs into my hips as I rut up into my hand. I really am fucking soaked, and the wet glide of the material over my aching dick is almost too much. I squeeze my eyes tighter, imagining Nic’s voice in my head.
So needy. Couldn’t even wait until I came back, huh?
I shake my head at imaginary Nic, rocking my hips faster as a whimper echoes in my chest. Jesus. This feels so fucking good.
Didn’t I tell you to be a good boy and wait?
