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She says, “The shirt fit, but none of the pants did.”
When she crosses her arms over her chest, I realize she’s still cold. “Come here,” I say, grabbing a blanket and scooting over in the chair. She climbs in next to me and settles in. She lays her head on my chest with her body pressed against mine. With each passing second, it becomes more and more clear that I’m not all that good of a man.
Chapter nineteen
At Ease...and Horny
Michelle
An hour ago, I was on a hike, practically fighting for my life. Now, I am cuddling in a giant chair with Dane.
Oh, and did I mention that I’m not wearing pants?
Or a bra?
Or underwear?
Although I’m still nervous, all of that has been focused into something else.
Lust.
The kissing last night ignited it, and hearing him talking about fucking me made the flames completely engross me. All I can think about now is seeing if the real thing is as good as hisdirty talk.
It’s like the sexual being inside me has been dormant for years, but now, she’s awake and demanding some attention.
Dane is doing his best not to push me, but he’s not pushing me. I want this. I’m torn between wanting to convince him of that and wanting to enjoy this moment. As far as moments go, this is a great one.
I don’t remember the last time I’ve cuddled with a guy. More importantly, I don’t remember the last time I cuddled with a guy and actually felt safe and content. I don’t think that’s ever happened–at least not since Danny and I were in high school, and it turns out that it was all just an act to get me to put out.
Go figure.
But this? This feels different. Somehow, I’ve gone from being extremely nervous about our date to feeling at ease here in his arms.
Well, at ease and horny.
“Are you okay?” Dane asks when I’ve been quiet for quite a while.
“I’m good,” I tell him, truly meaning the words.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?”
“Sure. Turn one on.”
He flips through some screens on Netflix for a few minutes before picking out a horror slasher flick.
Looking up at him, I smile. “Really?”
“These are the best while cuddling.”
“Good point.”
The movie starts playing, and we get lost in it for a bit. When a particularly gory part comes on, I bury my face in Dane’s chest. I guess all the true crime didn’t prepare me all that well.
I feel Dane’s arms wrap around me, holding me tight. All my dirty thoughts begin creeping back in. I want to feel those arms of his holding me while we kiss…among other things.
Who the hell am I turning into?
Fuck it. I really don’t care right now.
