at me, still perched between her legs. Her expression is a cross between worship and panic.
“You okay?” I prompt.
“Oh, my god. What did you do to me?”
Slowly, I sit up and raise a brow. “You didn’t like it?”
“I loved it. Now I know what I’ve been missing.”
That makes me smile. “Let’s make sure you get more, then.”
“Yes. Please. Now.” Masey lunges for my shorts and tugs.
“You really want them off, huh?” I can’t resist teasing her.
She gives me the cutest little embarrassed grin, complete with a dimple. “Too eager? Sorry. I wanted to…you know, make sure you were ready before we…”
“I don’t mind eager,” I say to reassure her, but it takes me a hot minute to translate the rest. I can only come up with one meaning—and it’s a WTF. Her ex expected head to be “ready” for sex? “But as much as I’d like your mouth now, I don’t expect you to go down on me tonight.”
That clearly confuses her. “You sure you can—”
“Perform? Oh, honey, I’ll have no problem.”
She winces. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed… Thom and I got into a routine—”
“That clearly wasn’t doing it for either of you. Now let’s stop talking about him, huh?”
Masey closes her eyes. “Absolutely. I just realized… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that you’d have problems, um…”
“I don’t, but you’re cute.”
She sits back on her heels and covers her face. “I’m embarrassed.”
I take her by the wrists and gently pry her palms from her cheeks. “No, you’re gorgeous. Let me inside you so I can make you feel good again.”
Masey nods. “That sounds great.”
I smile as I climb off the bed and grab a condom from the nightstand, then pull my shorts off before kicking them to the far side of the room. When I turn back, her eyes go wide.
“Oh, my…wow.”
I laugh. “I’m just a normal guy.”
“I used to attend naked frat parties, so I’ve seen a lot of penises. That’s not normal.”
“Naked frat parties? Sounds like I missed out by not going to college.”
“Well, they started as swim parties, but…” She stares at me some more. “I lost my train of thought.”
“Come here,” I encourage as I saunter closer. “How about you let me kiss you again?”
It’s important because I think, once I get my hands on her, this is going to go fast.
Still on her knees, she edges forward on the mattress and lifts her hand. “Can I?”
“Honey, you can touch me anywhere. I just want to be clear that I don’t expect you to do anything except feel good.”
“I already do.” She smiles softly.
Then she places her palm on my chest and feels her way down, down until she’s gripping my shaft. I suck in a breath as her curious fingers stroke me from base to tip.
I close my eyes and groan. “You don’t know how good it feels to have someone else’s hand on me.”
“H-has it been a while?”
“Since I brought Ranger home from the hospital. Been too busy…”
“You’ve already made me feel so good, let me—”
“It’s not about tit for tat.” And if Thom made her feel that way, I’m going to be hard-pressed not to hunt this asshole down and punch him in the face. “I want to be with you, okay?”
“I want that, too.”
I lift her hand from my cock and press a kiss to her palm before wrapping my arm around her, bringing her against me, and kissing her slowly. “I want this to be right for you.”
“I appreciate that, but what about you?” She stops me with a hand at my chest. “Are you okay now?”
It takes me a minute to realize she’s circling back to my stupid-ass swipe earlier. “Yeah. I really am sorry.”
“I just didn’t want to be in your way after you’ve had an eventful twenty-four hours. I wouldn’t have had any hard feelings—”
“You’re not in my way, and I don’t want you to go.” I take her hand in mine and lay my lips over hers so I can get her off this topic.
Masey doesn’t protest or try to ask more questions, and I’m grateful. Except…when have I ever been with anyone who really gave a damn about my feelings?
Honestly? Never.
Then again, I never hooked up with girls because they were kind or sweet or caring. I’ve usually pursued women who wore short skirts with high heels, had an aversion to boundaries, and loved sex.
That isn’t Masey…yet she’s flipping my switch.
I need more. I need to taste her, feel her, take her.
I don’t