Page 74 of Taking Care of You
For as quiet as I normally am, I can’t stop the words from coming while he’s fucking me.
He growls over me as he groans his release, spilling into the condom.
After his aftershocks subside, he drops heavily on top of me, his head landing on my shoulder, his harsh breathing matching my own.
That was…amazing. I’ve never imagined my first time, never wanted to put too much thought into it, in case it never happened. Having him inside me now, having him be my first, is something I didn’t dare hope for. Something I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
Catching his breath, Ethan lifts his head from my shoulder. He looks me in the eyes, running a gentle hand over my cheek. “You okay?” His voice is deep and gravelly and sounds so fucking sexy.
“Yes. Better than okay,” I say, sounding slightly breathless. My face flames. “You?”
His answering chuckle is adorable. “I’m amazing, creep.”
He kisses me lightly, then pulls out of me. I hiss, and Ethan groans. I wish I could have kept him inside me forever.
He rolls onto the edge of the bed, removes the condom, and drops it in the wastebasket.
“Shower?” he asks.
I hum and watch him slide off the bed. He holds a hand out to me and I take it, legs feeling wobbly.
When I shift, I feel a twinge in my ass and I suck in a breath. I’ll definitely have to take it easy over the next few days.
Ethan puts a arm around me and drags me closer to him, my feet landing on the floor. “Sore, huh?”
Shyly, I drop my head and nod.
Surprising me, he scoops me up into his arms, making me laugh and playfully swat his shoulder. “Put me down, crazy!”
“Nope,” he answers, walking me into the bathroom. “You’re sore. Let’s get you in the shower so we can get some sleep.”
Ethan washes me, then himself quickly.
I want nothing more than to flop on the bed and curl up with him, but it’s a mess. There’s lube and sweat and my come on the sheets.
Ethan deposits me gently onto the chair in his room and changes the bedding. He also grabs a new comforter.
By the time he’s finished, I’m dozing off. He pulls me up and walks me to the bed, laying me down before he lies down and wraps an arm around me. I burrow into his body and let out a long sigh. This is where I belong. Like this. With him.
With my head on his chest, I’m almost asleep when he calls my name. “Koby?”
“Hmm?” I hum back, snuggling in closer to him.
“When I kissed you the first time, was that…I mean…had you ever…kissed anyone before?”
My eyes pop open and I feel my face grow hot. “No.” I clear my throat and say in a stronger voice, “You are the first person I’ve ever kissed.”
It’s hard to get the words out, but I force myself to continue being honest with him.
He lets out a long breath. “Good.” He kisses my forehead. “The rest of your firsts belong to me.”
Yeah, just like I do.
25
When we wake up the next morning, my body tangled around Ethan’s like I was afraid he would disappear in the night. He doesn’t seem to mind. When he opens his eyes, he kisses me on the nose, then he moves to my lips, taking my mouth in a gentle kiss.
It doesn’t take long for the kiss to heat up.
