Page 130 of Out Of A Fix

“Now sit down with your feet on the floor.”

My directions were quickly followed, and I rolled out of bed and walked over to him.

“Lie back and tell me how long it’s been.”

“Over two years.”

“Why haven’t you let anyone touch you?”

“I didn’t want just anyone,” he whispered, staring at me. “I’ve never been that way.”

“So before Caitlyn…?”

“Two girls I thought I loved.”

“Why would you want me and no one else?”

“Because you hug me and touch me and remind me to eat and drink water. You take care of my kids and me, and whenever your beautiful brown eyes are on me, I think, What can I do to make him stay with me and never leave?”

“So you’re gonna give me your body? You think that’ll do it?”

He nodded.

“I think I’ll⁠—”

“And my heart,” he murmured, his eyes never leaving mine. “I think you want that the most. It’s true, isn’t it? You do.”

“I do,” I ground out before going to my knees between his thighs and mouthing him through his briefs. His moan was full of hunger and yearning. “Oh, he liked that.”

“Wait.”

I squinted at him. “Why?”

He smiled at me. “I love how annoyed you look.”

“I’m kind of in the middle of something here.”

“Yes, I—but I want you to know that after I found out about the cheating, I went immediately and got tested and I’m good, and as I said, there’s been no one, so…I’m safe.”

The rambling told me that sharing that information was important to him. “Me too,” I assured him. “I can send you––”

“No,” he husked. “I don’t—I wanted you to know that we don’t need anything. No condoms for us because there will only ever be me and you.”

“That’s right,” I agreed and groped him through his briefs.

“Watch yourself down there,” he teased. “It may go off with even a moment of your attention. You’re having a crazy effect on my body.”

“Am I?”

“Don’t sound like you’re not sure, because yes, Nash Miller, I want you to kiss me, I want your hands on me, I want you to…oh fuck!”

I’d moved the elastic just enough so I could lick precum from the already leaking head, but quickly got up and walked around the bed.

“Wait, where are you going?” He sounded panicky.

“Nowhere,” I promised, grabbing a pillow and covering his face with it.

“What’re you trying to say? I’m already too loud?”