Page 57 of Setting Limits

“Can you be serious for one second? Please?” This is a conversation that needs to be had, and I need his full focus for it.

“Alright. Of course. What is it you want to talk about?” He closes his laptop and sets it on the coffee table in front of him, turning to face me.

“I’m on the pill.” May as well just spit it out.

His eyes narrow, and he looks at me as though he’s trying to puzzle something out. “Okay.”

“I have been. For years, actually.”

“But…we’ve been using condoms. Do you…do you want me to be tested before we don’t use one?” His brows furrow, and he cocks his head to the side.

“No.”

“Doyouwant to be tested?” Now his brows raise, and I can see the fire in his irises as he stands.

“No.”

“So…why?”

“Well, maybe if you let me get a word in, you’d know.” I haven’t been able to say more than declining his questions.

“Sorry. Lots of thoughts. Continue.”

“I had a pregnancy scare last year.” His jaw ticks and eyes blaze for a second before he levels out. I forgot he doesn’t like to think about me with other guys.

“I usually run like clockwork, something you’ve come to notice. And that was the first time in my life that I didn’t. I was roughly a week late when I was going to take a test. I was too scared to do so before then. Thankfully, my cycle started. But it was terrifying. After that, I decided that just the pill wasn’t enough.” Not even close. And I still curse myself for my stupidity.

“The scare happened because I was terrible about taking my pill on time and all the time. I’m much better now. Every single night at exactly the same time.” He starts to ask a question, but I interrupt. “I sneak it. I know it’s not honest, but I don’t know, I wanted to feel this out more before I told you.”

“So, what are you saying, exactly?”

“The biggest thing was that after that scare, I also decided that I was going to use double protection, to be doubly safe. Because I never wanted to be in a situation again where I would have been unhappy to be having a child with that person. And I can assure you that’s what would have happened at that time.” As well as any other time, but he doesn’t need to know that.

I have to clear the nerves out of my throat. What if Wes doesn’t feel the same way?

“I wanted to wait to rely on only the pill, for somebody who I’d be okay having kids with, if an accident should happen.”

“And you feel that way with me?”

“Yes. And obviously I don’t want to make any decisions for you, or our future, that you’re not comfortable with, but I wanted to have this discussion, so you knew.” I stand taller and stronger than I thought I could for this conversation and run my fingertip along the arm of the couch.

He runs his fingers along his bottom lip for a moment as he stares at nothing, nodding his head. Faster than I can think, he grabs me and pulls me into his lap. His hands run up my back, one sliding under my shirt, the other tangling in my hair.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to feel you bare.”

“Then…don’t?” His eyes flame, and his fingertips dig into bare skin and tug at my hair.

“Oh really? You ready for me?”

“Yes.” This breathless need is new for me. I’ve neverneededto be with somebody so desperately. And it is aneed. As though I’ll burst into flames if I don’t have him closer, if his skin doesn’t brush against mine, if he doesn’t soothe this urgency to feel him.

With a tightening of his arms, he draws me closer, resting his lips against my ear. “Are you slick for me already, baby?”

My head drops back with a low moan. I’ve never been so overly responsive to a man before. There’s something that Weston does to me, has done to me, that just his words make me tremble in anticipation. And go utterly mute. I’ve always been a talker in bed. With Wes? I’m almost silent, except for answering him and my desperate pleas for more.

As if needing to check for himself, he leans me back on the couch and slides his hand into my pants, slipping one finger just along my pussy.

“Mmm, you are. What a good girl, being ready for me to take you whenever I want.” His lips brush the top of my ear as he slides two fingers inside me, and my hands grasp onto his shoulders.

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