Page 24 of Hard to Love

“I need the restroom,” she says with a lopsided grin, making me chuckle.

“Okay.” I nod my understanding.

It’s not until the sheet is pulled from me that I register my biggest fuck-up to date. No condom. Son of a fucking bitch. What the fuck was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking; I was so caught up in being with Thayer, I let her down. Not a day passes, and I’m already fucking up. I’ve got to tell her. Mother fucker.

Thayer walks back into the room, naked. Her body is a glorious temple: her full, swaying hips making her breasts jump as she takes each step. Her thighs slightly rub as she walks toward me with her hair moving from the draft of the fan. Her face falls as she gets closer to me, making me fearful of telling her.

“What is it, Hardy? Are you okay? Don’t even say it.” She takes a warning to step back when I reach for her.

“Thayer, I fucked up. I can’t apologize enough. We shouldn’t have done this; I wasn’t wearing a condom. I’m sorry. Dear God, am I sorry but I told you. I explained to you that I wasn’t good enough for you. I can’t even protect you not a day into this with you.” I bury my head in my hands as I fall back on the bed.

“Hardy. Hardy, look at me.” The bed moves as she crawls over the bed to get next to me. “Please, look at me.” Tugging at my hands, her soothing, calm voice convinces me to trust her. The only thing between us is her silver flower and starfish necklace.

“I’m sorry.” My voice cracks as I push the words out. Her eyes are as soft as her voice when she speaks to me.

“Babe. It’s okay; we’re protected. I’m covered. You just had a physical and blood test for insurance. I know you wouldn’t put me in danger, so we’re good. Stop fretting.” Ducking under my arm, she kisses me ever so softly on the lips. Lingering until I return her gesture.

“I should have taken care of you, Thayer.”

“Well, I didn’t know at first because I didn’t have a clue what to expect. But you were tender and understanding with me, taking me slow and as gentle as possible. When you started to move, I felt your piercing in every way possible. I’d like to add my appreciation for that, by the way. Thank you.” She giggles as she hides her face in my side. It’s adorable.

“I’m happy you like it, but it’s not the way I wanted you to find it. I’ll do my best to never put you in a situation like this again, where you could get hurt.” Holding her close against my body, she squeezes me tightly.

“So when can we do it again?” I can’t stop my belly shaking with laughter at her sweet question.

“Anytime you want, hun. We just need to be careful; you’ll probably get a little sore. But believe me, I’m up for it anytime you want.” Rolling her over, I hover again, just above my favorite place.

Thayer’s insatiable; who the fuck am I to complain? In the early morning hours, she lays in my arms, sated and sound asleep. Her hair pulled to the side opposite me, spread across the pillow. Her chest rising and falling is the only movement from her as she lay with her lips slightly parted.

At no time did I believe in love at first sight. I can’t say that’s what happened here, but I can tell you, I love Thayer. More than my own life, I love her. Some people spend a lifetime with someone and can’t say they were in love with the other. After spending a weekend with her, there was no doubt about how I felt about her. You may call it silly; I call it destiny.

Early in life, I made as many mistakes as the so-called adults did. Leaving foster care at such an early age wasn’t easy, but living in that home wasn’t any better. Abuse comes in many different forms, and I’m a stranger to none. Feeling I had no other choice, I left. Classified as a runaway, no one ever checked in to why I ran away.

Sometimes, I wonder who I would’ve become with the right people in my life. Or if my parents had lived long enough to help me grow up in a safe environment. Things would have been different; I would’ve been different. I’ve done okay in life, but for a while there, it was touch and go.

The closest I’ve ever come to trusting someone has been One. He’s never judged me or treated me differently. Although, that might change when he finds out I’m with Thayer. Without a doubt, she has a right to know everything. It wouldn’t be fair for her to find out from her brother. She wants the truth; I’ll give her that. Or at least as much as I’ve given her brother. The rest, I’m afraid, will make her leave.

Settling in next to Thayer, I sleep comfortably, although lacking from the rest we both need. The buzzing of the alarm two hours later wakes us with a startle. Thayer knocks it off the nightstand as she turns it off.

“Damn. I’m sore. I’ll not function properly today.” Thayer crashes back to the bed next to me. She’s still gloriously naked.

“We need to move, and not in the way my body wants to with yours.” I lower my voice as I run my finger along the hollow of her neck.

Her eyes flicker open, moving from mine to my hand. Trailing it down over one breast to the valley between them, she begins to purr from the contact. My cock grows solid in a split second when her nipples peak from my touch. Tracing her belly button, my fingers play on her skin with a feather-light touch. Goosebumps cover her body as I reach her pelvic bone, following its line to her bare pussy.

She spreads her legs with want as I brush over her with my fingertips, humming in appreciation. Palming her with one hand, I take her nipple between my thumb and middle finger. Applying pressure as I pinch it a little more. Her eyes widen as her cunt grows wet; my girl has a flair for the wicked.

“Not yet, baby, soon, though. Once you’re good, I’m taking all of you.” My words come out as a growl when she whimpers at them.

“Sounds good to me; I’d follow you anywhere and give you anything.” Sitting up, her hands find my hair as she rushes my lips with her own.

“Shower.” The only word I can manage as I pick her up, walking with her to the bathroom. Turning to set her on the counter, she shakes her head in protest.

“No. It’s gonna be cold,” she explains wide-eyed. I drop her to her feet instead and start the shower.

Stepping in together, I begin to soap her down. Groping her breast as I run the bubbles over her, she never disappoints as she moans from the contact. Pawing at her hip, I drag her ass back into me.

“Put your hands on the wall in front of you, baby,” I direct her as she willingly molds to my command. “Good girl. Upon your tiptoes.” Tapping her ass lightly, for now. “I’m going to take you from behind, but before I do, I’m going to lift you up. I want you to bend your knees and grip my waist. Understand?” She nods quickly, making me bite back a chuckle.