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Fourteen

Summer

I wantto see more of him, to feel more of him. I know that we need to stop, but now I’m curious.

We should stop, but what’s a little more. There’s absolutely no harm in making out a little more.

My eyes look up to him for confirmation of a little more, but I see a slight hesitation and that makes me pull back.

“Everything okay?” I ask him.

“Yeah, everything is perfect right now,” he nods.

“But?”

“How do you know there is a ‘but’?” he asks.

“I can tell, spill it.”

“If we continue this, we may go past that spot that you want to linger in, and I don’t want you to get mad or regret anything that we do ever.”

This is the Shaw that I could fall in love with. The considerate person, the guy who cares about the other person’s feelings above his wants and desires.

I nod. “Thank you, but I know when to stop and right now, I honestly do not want to,” I say after a moment of thought.

“What do you want, Summer?”

“I want you, Shaw. I’ve wanted you for maybe a long time, and I don’t want to hold back on exploring this.”

“What are you saying?” he asks, confirming one more time.

“If we’re diving into a relationship, we dive into it head first. I want it all with you. I want the fast and the slow. I want to get carried away with you. I want the cautious and I want the reckless. I’m okay with whatever feels good, and this right here, really does.”

His hands wrap around my waist and he stands up with my legs circling his hips.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Remember, there’s a four-year-old sleeping in the house, I don’t want him to come into the living room with you dry humping me.” He says in between placing kisses along my neck and collarbone.

“So, instead he’ll just walk into your room?” I laugh.

“No, that door will be locked, and you are free to dry hump me all you want with no worry of little eyes seeing anything.”

We enter his bedroom and he locks the door with me still in his arms and then turns us around so he’s sitting on the edge of his bed and I’m still sitting on top of him.

“I don’t think I was aware of how strong you are before now,” I admit, running my hands along his shoulders and down his biceps.

“Is that what you want to talk about right now? How strong I am?” he asks with a gleam in his eyes.

“We’ll have to touch back on that subject later, because you’ve surely been hiding this body.” I say before leaning back in and kissing him. I smile against the kiss, his hands move to the globes of my ass as my hips find a hardness in his pants and rub myself against it again.

My heart is quickening as I increase my movements. He nips at my shoulder as I grind myself on him. I hear his breathing getting labored while his hands grip tighter.

“Fuck, I don’t think I’ve done this in a really long time,” he says into my skin.

I lean back, slowing my hips, making sure that I catch his eyes to assure that he watches what I’m about to do.

I cross my arms over my chest to grab the hem of my tank top and begin to pull it up. I’m wearing a bra, but that doesn’t stop this moment from being a defining moment in this thing between us. When I toss the shirt to the floor beside us, I reach behind my back and unsnap my bra to release. Shaw’s eyes have gone wide and his mouth drops open. He licks his lips, looks up to me in silent question.

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