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I pout again.
“Okay, fine, have it your way,” he says as he walks over toward me.
He towers over me since I’m on the ground.
“Are you going to get out of the sleeping bag, or am I going to have to pull you out of it?” he asks one last time.
My answer is to pull the cover over my head and start to laugh. God, it feels good to laugh, to feel free.
Unfortunately, the next thing I know, I’m being dragged out of the sleeping bag and wrapped up in Mateo’s strong arms. I’m still laughing, though. I knew this was going to happen. Mateo is laughing too now.
Unconsciously, I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him passionately. I tangle my hands in his hair. It feels like I can’t get close enough to him. Mateo’s hands go to my butt to hold me up, and he slowly lowers us to the ground.
“Side please,” I breathe out in between kisses.
Somehow understanding what I’m saying, he rolls us on our sides instead of one of us on top. I don’t want to have a freak-out right now. I’m enjoying this too much and want to keep kissing him.
Mateo’s hands start to roam my body, and I start to whimper, my body betraying me. My noises spurring him on, he slowly moves his hands under my shirt, and I stop the kiss. He immediately stops his hands.
“I’m sorry. I’ll stop,” he says.
“No. No. I want to see how it makes me feel. I want to trust you, Mateo. It just took me by surprise,” I say reassuringly.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you into anything.”
I nod my head, biting my lip.
Kissing me again, slowly this time, he starts moving his hand back up my shirt, skimming my stomach at first. It’s like he is slowly trying to get me ready. Every few seconds, he moves just a bit higher until he hits my bra.
“Over or under, Paisley? You choose. This is all about what you want and about making you feel good,” he asks me.
“Under,” I blurt out before I have time to think about it.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
I nod my head in agreement, and he resumes his movements, except this time, he moves his hands under my bra. I take a deep breath, not knowing what to expect. His hands are cold against my warm skin. Not unwanted, though. The pressure he uses is nice and slow, just the right speed to not overwhelm me. He slowly swipes his thumb over my nipple, and it hardens at his command. I moan.
“Is everything okay still?” he asks.
“Yes, please, it feels good.” I grab his face and pull him back to me, letting him know I’m being honest.
With my actions spurring him on, he continues with what he was doing. It feels so good, and I don’t have any negative thoughts coming in like I thought I would.
All of a sudden, in the middle of our hot and heavy kissing and with his hand under my bra caressing my breast and nipple, he pulls away.
“I have to stop, Paisley. I’m getting a little too hot, and I want to take things slow with you. I want to do this right. I love you too much to ruin what we have so far by rushing things,” Mateo says in between breaths.
Breathing hard myself, I think about what he is saying. He is just being respectful of me, my past, and everything I went through. He doesn’t want to push me into something that I may not be ready for, even if I think I am.
Wait. Did he just say he loves me?
“Listen. I meant it, Paisley. I see those cogs moving in that brain of yours. Every single word that I just said. I love you. I am completely and utterly devoted to everything about you. You are brilliant. You learned a whole new language without having any help, and you read all the time. You want to be strong, even when you don’t need to be because you have us to lean on now. There is just so much about you left to unravel, and I can’t wait to spend every day learning everything about you.”
I look him in the eyes and see the truth in them. Sitting up, I fix my shirt. Needing to get his attention, I clear my throat. Once he looks at me, I kiss his cheek one last time before getting up.
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“For what?”
