Page 66 of Someone You Love


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I expect her to pull away, to feel embarrassed for me, or nervous for herself. But she keeps her hand on me, and lifts her other hand to cup my face and bring my eyes back to hers. “You can tell me. Show me, teach me. I want to be what you need.”

I blink at her in disbelief. “Sometimes, I lose the sensation, and I can’t finish. I can be in the middle of it, and it can feel so good, and then ... it just goes away. It doesn’t happen all the time, but I just wanted to warn you. I don’t want you to think it has anything to do with you, or my attraction to you.”

She tightens her grip around me. “I don’t have any question about your attraction to me.” Her smile fades as she returns her eyes to mine. “This isn’t about me or my ego, Bryce. If there’s something specific you need me to do, then tell me. If you lose it, we can stop, or try something different. I’m open to whatever you need, because all I want is to make you feel good. So, if you trust me, I’d like to keep going.”

The final piece of the wall around my heart comes crumbling down. It’s open and bare and vulnerable. And it’s all for Charly. Every bruised bit of it.

Emotion lodges in my throat, and I blink away the tears. “I want to share this with you. I want to keep going.”

“Show me how you were doing it in the shower when I saw you.”

I wrap my hand around hers, and guide her up and down, applying pressure along the way. She circles her thumb over my crown before plunging back down, again and again. Leaning forward, she traces my ear with her tongue, and drags it down the side of my neck. Goosebumps fly down my arms, and my hips thrust into her hand.

“God, that feels good.”

She shifts onto her knees, and licks along my collar bone as she pumps me, and swirls her tongue around my nipple, letting her teeth graze against it in a gentle bite. She’s hitting erogenous zones I didn’t know I had, and it’s making me harder by the second. I lose my inhibitions and give myself to her, letting her explore new sensitive spots all over my body.

“Faster,” I whisper into her ear. “Yes, just like that.”

She picks up the pace with her strokes, until the mounting wave overflows, and a long groan tears out of me. My body goes limp, and she peppers kisses on my face while I catch my breath.

I just came at the hands of someone else for the first time in six years. What’s more, I let my guard down and let myself be seen, be vulnerable, with her. I told her what I needed, and she didn’t turn away. She accepted me, exactly as I am.

Not the star athlete.

Not the rich and famous Super Bowl champion.

Me.

Just me.

I pull her in for another passionate kiss, needing her to understand how I’m feeling, though I can’t articulate the words.

We take our time to appreciate every dip and curve, and letting our lips explore each body part. And when we’re done, we drain the bath and Charly climbs into bed with me. She handles me with such care, not because she pities me, but because it’s in her nature to care for the people in her life.

Me. I’m now a part of her life.

And I can’t help but wonder for how long.

Charly

“You go on vacation, and get a dog and a boyfriend. I go on vacation, and all I get is massive diarrhea.”

I snort. “That’s disgusting, Jenny.”

“It’s true. Look at you. You’re literally glowing. I need sunglasses to look at you.”

I smile as I cross off number five on my list.

5. Go camping

“Where is the new beau? I need to give him the best friend pep talk.”

I glance into the hallway. “He’s still asleep. He had a rough night.”

She shakes her head. “I can’t imagine what that’s like. His whole life must be so different than what it used to be.”

“He can still do a lot.” I frown. “I just hate that he’s feeling this way because he took me camping.”

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