ways I’d like to fuck her, but I’m still a gentleman: her needs come first. Literally. “Since I’m not certain your tight little cunt can handle me, I think it’s best if we try a more...traditional style.”
She giggles, and she looks as surprised by her reaction as I am.
“Are you laughing at me?” I smirk. “Don’t be naughty, or I’ll have to take you over my knee.” Another test, but this time the apprehension tightens through her, so I plaster another smile on my face and push the desire to feel my palm against her backside deep inside me.
I could consider how far she’ll let me go all afternoon, but I’m tired of waiting. Grabbing a rubber from the nightstand, I sheathe myself before I drop over her. I’m nearly ready when her hand slides under the hem of my undershirt. The reaction is as instantaneous as earlier, but this time it’s born of survival.
I grab her wrist and nearly crush her as I lose my balance. “No.”
There’s a moment of heavy silence before she begins to push at me. I can’t blame her for having this reaction, but I want her to understand it can’t be helped.
“Clara, stop.”
She takes this order too far, freezing in place underneath my body and glaring up at me.
“This can stop now. We can stop now.” I need to tell her this, and she needs to hear it. I have no interest in forcing her. “But I don’t want it to, and I don’t think you do either.”
“I think I do!”
I’ll change her mind. “Let me say one thing, and then you can decide. If you say stop, that’s it.”
“That’s it?” She sounds like she doesn’t believe me.
“I only have one rule when it comes to sex.”
“Only one?”
I silence her with a single look. “I don’t take off my shirt, and before you ask, I don’t explain why.”
“That’s your only rule?” Anger gives way to incredulity, at least temporarily.
I can imagine the kind of rules Clara has in the bedroom—ones I’d willfully ignore. But I’m a knobhead, and she’s an angel—so I’m likely to get my way on both counts.
“My only rule,” I continue. “I don’t like women to touch me there.”
She takes this as well as can be expected. “You want to put me on display for all of London, but I’m not allowed to touch your abs? That hardly seems like a fair trade.”
“I promise that you won’t feel that way by this afternoon,” I say. “I don’t think you’ll have any doubts about my generosity then. But you can say no now and leave. I’ll understand.”
“I assume others have said no to this then?”
“You know what they say about assumptions, Clara.”
In fact, no woman has ever turned me down. I don’t really feel arguing this point further will get me back in her good graces.
Instead, I cheat. Slipping my hand down, I find her clit and rub my thumb across it until her eyes close. “Perhaps I could convince you?”
She’s either considering or toying with me, and I don’t care which so long as I’m touching her. Her breath picks up, each pant boosting my confidence.
“You don’t have to tell me why,” she breathes. “Just tell me one thing—do you not take it off for throwaway fucks?”
I can’t process her question. It nearly breaks my brain to try. I don’t even realize that I’ve stopped until she peeks up at me.
“Throwaway fucks?” I repeat flatly. I get the gist of what she’s suggesting. I have no idea why she thinks so little of herself.
“Girls like me,” she practically squeaks. “Girls you fuck and forget.”
“I don’t like that term.” I don’t like her using it. “I’ve had casual sex before, Clara, but always with women who understood that’s what it was.”
“We’ve never discussed it,” she says, looking a bit frightened. “Look, I’ve never had a fling. I don’t know how this goes. I’m usually a relationship girl, so help me understand. Do you keep your shirt on to keep your distance?”
I bite back a groan of frustration. It’s all making sense now, and as usual, I’ve cocked things up. “I thought I made my intentions clear. I wasn’t under the impression this was a fling.”
Clara’s eyes widen like a doe’s, and it occurs to me that maybe I’m the one getting the wrong idea. Why settle for snogging a prince if you can shag one? Why have a little fun when you can go temporarily mental and do something out of character?