Page 190 of Cross Check

“That was very good, Grant,” Amelia tells me, and the praise is enough. “Of course you can.”

Her lips are back on me, and I fall apart. I chant her name. My moans must shake the walls. I dare a look at her, fucking mesmerized when she swallows my cum with a smile on her face. She pops me out of her mouth and drags her nails down my thighs, leaving marks behind.

I collapse on the bed next to her. The room is spinning. My brain hurts. I need to sleep for ten days, but I also need to look at her. I smile when I find she’s scooting my way, her head next to mine.

“Holy fuck,” I murmur. “Hi.”

“Hi.” She touches my cheek. “Are you okay?”

“I don’t know. That was a spiritual experience. I’m converted, ready to be a willing worshipper of your mouth.”

“You’re funny. Feel free to worship whenever you want.” Amelia laughs and curls up against my side. I rest my arm around her body, burying my face in her hair. “We’re reckless for doing this, aren’t we?”

“I remember you mentioned wanting to take more risks.” I kiss the top of her head. My heart rate is finally starting to slow down. “I’m a pretty big risk, aren’t I? The guy you shouldn’t be seen with.” I rest my hand on her stomach. “Who is younger than you.” Moving my palm lower, I spread her legs open. She inhales sharply. “The virgin who doesn’t know what he’s doing when you’re a confident woman who knows exactly what she wants.”

“You know what you’re doing.” Lia gasps when I push three fingers inside her. She’s wet, and I’m already hard again. “You know how to get me off. This next part isn’t going to be any different.”

“Should I get a condom?”

“Yes,” she says, arching her back. “Please and thank you.”

I grin and pull my fingers out of her. I move across the sheets and rip open the drawer on the bedside table. Inside are five boxes I ordered in a panic from the drugstore, and I reach for one.

“How do you feel about glow in the dark contraceptives?” I hold up the box with planets on it. “That will determine what happens next.”

“You’re not serious.” She grabs the box and laughs when she reads the back. “Is this real? Is your dick supposed to send me to space? Do I need a helmet? Astronaut boots?”

“You’re so kind for assuming I’m going to send you to space. I’ll be lucky to do everything right here on Earth.”

“I’m sorry.” Amelia giggles again. “I’m not laughing at you, I promise.”

“We’ll go with the regular variety tonight and save the glow in the dark ones for later. Better safe than sorry.”

She plucks a foil wrapper from the box and opens it. I blow out a breath when she hands it to me.

“Are you okay?” she asks.

“I’m nervous,” I admit.

“I’m nervous too.”

“You are?”

“Very. I haven’t done this with anyone in years.” She crawls across the bed, stopping when she’s against the headboard. “But I think being nervous is a good thing.”

“Do you have a favorite position?” I roll the condom over my length and move toward her. “What’s the best way to get you off during sex?”

“I like to be on top, but we don’t have to—Grant.” Amelia squeals when I scoop her up and steal her spot from under her. She straddles me, a hand on the center of my chest. “I’m not picky.”

“You can show me the ropes, and when I feel comfortable, we’ll change it up.”

“Okay.” Her smile stays in place when she looks between her legs. “Are you ready?”

Yes.

No.

It feels like I’ve been waiting for this moment for years. My pathetic, hopeless dream turns into a reality when she leans forward, a hand on the headboard and the other on the sheets next to my shoulder.