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He’s quiet as I continue to stroke him. I’m playing dumb, but I know what he thinks we should talk about. This is... more. It’s outside the boundaries we’ve set as a fake couple. That’s not exactly true. We didn’t set boundaries, but it’s assumed we held hands, a few kisses in public if needed, but this, me stroking his cock, that’s definitely not something either of us ever thought this would be.
“We’re both adults, Merrick.”
“We are.” He’s quick to agree.
“I’m getting all the benefits out of this arrangement. You’re faking for me and my family. You’re holding me and giving me everything. It’s only fair you should reap some of those benefits too.”
Before I know what’s happening, he’s flipped us around, and I’m lying on my back, with him and all of his naked glory hovering over me. “If you think for a single damn second that I’m not enjoying my time with you, you’re wrong. If you think that being the man who is privileged enough to hold you while you sleep, naked, or in clothes isn’t an honor, you’re wrong. Just spending time with you, getting to know the amazing person you are. That’s enough for me.”
I slide my hands around his neck and lock them together. I will my heart to slow its rhythm for fear it might beat right out of my chest. “What if I want more?”
“Then we need to talk about it. I refuse to go into this, whatever this is, blind, and you coming out hurt on the other side of it.”
While sweet, his words sting. He doesn’t see this going past our arrangement, but that’s okay. I expected that. I knew that was a high possibility. I’m still jumping in with both feet.
“I trust you, Merrick. You give me the confidence to ask for what I want, and that’s been going well. I’m inexperienced and thought maybe I could learn with you.” My voice cracks at the end. Fear courses through my veins because there is a very real possibility he’s going to shut me down on this.
“You’re not a virgin.” It’s a statement that also sounds a little like a question.
“No, but I might as well be. A few quick romps and some fumbling in the dark aren’t anything exciting. I feel safe with you. Safe enough to explore. Will you explore with me, Merrick?”
“Are you sure this is what you want, Court?”
“Yes.” To prove my point, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer. His hard length is nestled between my thighs, close to where he really needs to be.
“Not yet, baby,” he says, his tone lighter. “If we do this, we’re going to take it slow. I want to make sure you have no regrets.”
“If you think for a single damn second that I won’t enjoy my time with you, you’re wrong.” I toss his words back at him, altering them a little to fit me and what I want to say.
“My girl’s got jokes,” he says, leaning down and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
My heart is already hammering at him calling me his girl and the position we’re in, but when his mouth latches on, it races so fast I fear it might burst. I arch my back off the bed, wanting more of anything he’s willing to give me.
I bury my hands in his hair as he nips and sucks on one while kneading the other, and then switches making sure to give both equal amounts of his attention. This isn’t another first for me, but it does feel as though it is. Everything is different with Merrick.
Different.
Better.
A higher high than I can ever remember from anyone before him.
He moves to the valley between my breasts, lavishing me with kisses, before he trails them up my neck. “Where do you want this to go, Court?” he asks, sucking on my earlobe.
Why is that such a turn-on?
“Everywhere,” I breathe, and his low, deep chuckle against my ear sends goose bumps down my spine.
“Let’s start a little slower than that. Is there anywhere I can’t touch you?”
I laugh. I can’t help it. Not just a “ha-ha, you’re funny” laugh. My entire body is shaking, and tears are welling in my eyes from the force of it. “N-N-No,” I manage to sputter.
He slides his hand down my body and circles my clit with his thumb, and my laughter fades away. “What? Is this not funny?” he taunts.
“That’s perfect is what that is,” I reply, still coming down from my laughter.
“You’re perfect.” He kisses me slowly while his hand explores. He never takes it further than his fingers gliding through my folds and tracing lazy circles over my clit. He’s teasing me, and I’m not going to say a damn word. It’s glorious torture, and I’m here for any and all of it that he wants to dish out.
“What about this?” He slides a finger inside me, and I moan at the sensation.
