Page 50 of The Troublemaker

She laughs. “Sure but that answers my question.” She goes quiet and then asks, “Is there anything we can do that you’ve not done with another woman? Something special?”

“You want to be my first for something?”

“Yes.”

I get that she wants something special, especially after her douche bag ex telling her she was anything but, but everything about this woman is special. I keep trying to prove it, yet she’s not seeing it.

“We got married, Kins. I’m your first husband and you’re my first wife. That’s pretty special.”

She laughs. “It’s not real, and I want something real, that’s a first for both of us, you know. Something we can remember…later, when we’re done. But I’m not sure that’s possible.” She laughs. “You do have a reputation.” She runs her nails over my back lightly, and my body quivers. “Cold?” she asks.

“Hot, baby, for you.” I make a move to kiss her and she pushes me off her. I stand there stunned. Was it something I said?

“I won,” she reminds me, going into playful mode. “So…” She taps her chin like she’s thinking about her prize.

“What do you want, Kinsley?” I ask, taking a step closer. Her breathing is deep, heavy, her gorgeous breasts rising and falling as desire races through her.

She looks down and her voice is soft, low, when she says, “I don’t think it’s something I should ask for.”

My heart leaps. Jesus is she looking for more? Too afraid to ask since we set the terms for this ‘marriage’?

She puts her hand on my chest. “Tell me,” I say, in a soft voice, as I touch her chin and lift her eyes to mine.

“Have you ever had sex without a condom?” she asks quietly, like she’s afraid someone might overhear us.

“No,” I say, lowering my voice to match hers. “Have you?”

“Actually, yeah. I was in a long-term relationship and was on the pill.”

“Are you still on it?” I ask, as the idea grips my balls and squeezes tight.

“Yes.”

I lightly run my knuckles over her face. “I’m clean Kinsley. I promise you that.”

“I believe you. I’m clean, too. Like squeaky clean. I haven’t been with anyone since ‘he who shall not be named’ broke it off with me. Well, until you came along.”

“I like that you broke your dry spell with me.”

She makes a sound. “Yeah, but that was kind of a mistake, Cason.”

“Yeah, it was a mistake—.

She cuts me off and says, “Do you want to have sex without a condom?”

My dick jumps in my pants. I always wrap, and the idea of skin on skin with this beautiful woman…well, I might just lose my fucking mind.

“It won’t really be anything special. I’ve done it before,” she adds.

“It’ll be special.” I take a deep breath and exhale harshly. “Believe me, it’ll be real fucking special.”

The next thing I know, she’s dipping her hand into my shorts, and taking my cock in her palm. I laugh, and she looks up at me. “Am I not doing this right?”

“Oh, baby you’re doing it right. I was just thinking, we would have been doing it without a condom out here anyway because I don’t have one in my swim shorts.”

“But there were always other things we could do. We can’t take the chance of getting pregnant.”

“No, I would have taken the risk,” I say. “That’s how much I need to be inside you.”

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