Page 61 of Fast Break
“The benchmark is so damn high now it’s going to be impossible to top,” I grin. He just laughs and presses a kiss to my head, and I die a little inside at how perfect he is.
The Breakfast Clubstarts playing on the giant movie screen and I settle in beside Quinn, pulling the blanket up around us. The evening is not cold but it’s not that warm either and I love snuggling beside Quinn. Any excuse will do.
The movie is about halfway through when I feel the question I’ve been shoving aside of late start bubbling up inside me. I know there’s no bottling it back up this time. It needs out. Or I will explode and probably die.
“Quinn?” I hedge, waiting until his eyes meet mine. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.”
I hesitate for half a beat before I just say it. “It’s about sex.”
Quinn chuffs a laugh, amusement sparking in his eyes. “Hmm, my favourite topic,” he says. “Actually, no,you’remy favourite topic but if it’s about youandsex then by all means, proceed.” He waves his hand in my direction which I take as my cue to commence.
“I was just wondering if that’s something that you and I might do some time,” I pose, ignoring the way my pulse has started racing. Quinn spent a fair bit of time focusing on that part of my body in the shower this morning and it had lit me up like a Christmas tree. To say I’m curious is an understatement.
Quinn’s amusement slides away as he contemplates me with a serious expression before he asks, “Is that what you want?”
“Yeah. Yes. Very yes,” I admit. His eyes are on me and I am very aware of the flare of heat in them as he looks back at me,The Breakfast Clubcompletely forgotten.
“I want it too,” he finally admits. My heart is still pounding but it’s for a completely different reason now as Quinn holds my gaze captive. I can’t believe I had the guts to bring this up with him. “Do you know what sex between two guys involves?”
“Kind of. I mean, theoretically,” I admit.
“For a start there’s different … fielding positions so to speak. A pitcher and a catcher to put it in terms you might understand,” he says. I’m aware of the spark of amusement that flashes in his eyes but I am not to be deterred.
“Ah, sports metaphors. Right up my alley.”
“So that’s something you might want to think about.”
I think about his meaning for a few moments before I twig. “How do you like it?” I ask.
“I’ve had it both ways and I’d like it either way if it was with you,” Quinn says supremely unhelpfully.
“But which way do you prefer?” I push.
Quinn huffs another laugh. “I want this to be your decision. It’s your first time so you get to decide that.”
I can’t stop the groan that comes out of my mouth. “Can you just maybe tell me what you think? It will really help me.”
Quinn narrows his eyes at me in thought before he speaks again. “Well, I suppose when I have thought about this, which is a lot by the way, I picture it with you being underneath me. Me inside you.”
Lust and desire flood my system simultaneously at his words while the ground starts to feel a little woozy beneath me.
“Yes. That. That’s what I want,” I tell him, dismayed at how breathy I sound.
“JT, did you just not want to say?” Quinn chides, hitting the truth with a bullseye. “Because if we’re going to be having sex then you need to be able to communicate with me. Tell me what you want. What you’re thinking. Don’t forget you had me on my knees just this morning. I think we’re well past the time for shyness.”
I sigh and laugh at the same time. “I know. I just felt a bit shy about saying it out loud. Like maybe I should want it the other way around. Cos I’m a guy, you know.”
Quinn smiles softly at me. “Yeah, I get that. But you gotta put those notions out of your head. When we’re together it’s just us. You and me. There’s no rules here.”
The way he says it makes me feel so safe with him. I feel the tightness around my chest loosen. “I know. And I want it that way with you.”
“Me too,” Quinn says gently. “And just to be clear, there’s no rush for us to get there. We can take this as slow as you need. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not going anywhere.”
I appreciate the thoughtfulness behind his words even if I disagree with the sentiment. He might not be in a rush but I certainly am. I want everything with him, and I want it all yesterday. Quinn has opened up so much inside me that I have been suppressing for a long time. I have so muchwantfor him that nothing ever seems enough. I want more and more of him, everything he’ll let me have.
We’re still captivated by one another, all thoughts of the movie forgotten as he watches me with a gentleness that has my heart fluttering for yet another reason.
