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“And if she notices strange noises are coming from inside her house.”
“She’ll assume I’m working off the energy of our delightful conversation earlier. I have done it in the past. It’s been ages, of course, but…”
I found myself distracted as the man spoke, impressively tenting the front of his slacks while he made out with me in their underutilized sitting room. Not that I was doing any better, though I wasn’t pitching quite as much of a tent. That thought didn’t help much because all I could imagine was pulling him free and…
“Fine,” I hissed, hating myself and him for giving in so easily. The decision had come to me just as easily as it had on Halloween, and maybe it was time for me to start considering just why that was.
Not at this exact moment, but soon.
“Now, let’s see if you’re as interested when I show you this,” he said with a smile, reaching into his pants pocket. My eyes widened when they fell upon the two packets in his hand, which happened to be a condom and a one-time use packet of lube.
“What?” I spluttered. “Here? But you…”
He rolled his eyes, and again I hated myself for finding it oddly charming. “You and I both know I’ve been around the block several times. I’m quite aware of how anal sex works. But this time, I get to be inside you.”
“Why can’t I be the one inside of you?”
“That’s always an option.”
The sheer ease with which he said it was the winning blow, and I hated him all over again. Shane was taking to this a lot easier than I was, and I wanted to slap the smirk off his face right then and there. More importantly, at the moment, however, I wanted exactly what he was offering.
It was stupid and weak on my part, but the opportunity presented itself. We would have to talk about both those things somewhere down the line, but the hormones surging from my brain reminded me we could talk later.
“You’re the worst,” I said, reaching down to undo his belt and pants. “And unless you’ve experienced it yourself, some strange woman’s sitting room isn’t the best place for your first time. I’ll bottom.”
“It’s not my first time.”
I stopped. “What?”
“Again, around the block. I couldn’t very well tease people that I’m a hedonist if I wasn’t willing to let a woman or myself stick something up my ass, now could I? I’m a man of the modern age, and prostate orgasms are sublime.”
I rolled my eyes, shoving my hands into his pants to fish his cock out. “Look, you’re the one who’s been talking all the shit talk. So you’re going to be the one who walks the walk this time, got it?”
“You could just admit you want to bottom for me.”
“Fuck you.”
His grin told me he wasn’t taking my anger seriously in the slightest, and I was already beginning to regret what I was doing. But then his cock was in my hand, and his lips were against mine once more. I somehow managed to undo my belt and pants with a free hand as he pushed me back, hands roaming my body.
“Turn around and bend over,” he told me gently.
“Oh, aren’t you romantic?” I retorted with a snort.
“I’ll give you a little more romance next time,” he told me, his lips close to my ears and making me shiver. “But I want to see everything, so don’t be afraid to look back at me while you’re doing it.”
I thought about telling him where he could shove his orders, but at the same time, I knew this was going to happen. Better that we didn’t waste time with our back and forth and just did what had been inevitable from the moment he’d grabbed me.
Using the chair I had been leaning on earlier, I turned and bent over, using the back to hold myself up. I was a little surprised at how careful he was as he hooked his fingers into the band of my pants and underwear, sliding them off until they sat just below my ass. Even then, he took his time, running his hands over each side of my ass as though appreciating the sight.
“Don’t…worry about prep,” I told him when I heard the crinkle of the wrappers.
“Excuse me?”
“I…take care of myself regularly.”
“And?”
“And it hasn’t been that long since I had something inside me.”
