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Authors: E. L. Todd

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He sat up then cupped her face, kissing her gently. He loved getting head. It was hard to get girls to do it when he hooked up with them, and mos
t of the time he had to talk them into it, but he didn’t want that from Ren. He wanted something more.

He kicked his pants off
, then picked her up, cradling her in his arms. Their clothes were on the floor, forgotten. He carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed, her head on the pillow. He pulled his shirt off then removed his boxers, standing in front of her naked. She eyed him hungrily, staring at his erection.

He unbuttoned her jeans then pulled them off, leaving her in her purple thong. He loved seeing her underwear. It was always a lovely surprise. He fingered the seam for a long time before he slid them off, pulling them past her slender legs. He crawled on top of her then removed her bra. He loved her tits and loved to look at them.
Once the bra was off, he sucked on each nipple before he kissed her stomach and her hips, worshipping her body with every caress. He missed being with her this past week. It was definitely one of the worst times in his existence.

As soon as he lay on top of her, he started to leak, dripping on her stomach and her hips. She reached down and rubbed the tip, moving the fluid down the base. He didn’t just want to be physical with her, but his cock had other plans. When he was on top of her, she wrapped he
r legs around his waist. When his dick felt her wet clit, he moaned. He couldn’t wait to feel the inside of her. He pressed his face against hers and kissed her deeply, passionately. When his tongue moved inside her mouth, she moaned. Her hand ran down his back, feeling his sculpted muscles. Her hand continued to rub him gently even though he needed no further stimulation.

He kissed her neck then light
ly pressed his lips against her ear, slipping his tongue inside. Her nails dug into his back harder. He pressed his mouth over hers and started to kiss her again, feeling the connection form between them. When he kissed her, he felt his heart pulse and shiver. The touching of their lips always made him shake, wanting more than she was willing to give.

“Henry,” she whispered into his ear
, “I don’t want to wait.”

He looked into her eyes as he pressed his forehead against hers. His breathing was heavy. His cock was in control at the moment, so he wanted to have sex. He wanted to be inside her, feel her intimate
ly while he kissed her. Imagining himself bucking himself inside her as hard as he could made more lubricant drip from his tip.

“Come on.”

He still didn’t move. He tried to think logically. He still wasn’t in that place, a place where he could tell her he loved her. With every passing day that they spent together, he felt himself falling for her even more. Sydney was starting to pull away, become just a friend, but he still wasn’t there yet. He wasn’t ready.

She grabbed his face and kissed him while she squeezed his sides with her thighs. She squeezed his cock then placed it at her entrance. Before he could stop her, he felt himself slide in.

He gasped as he felt her. It was warm and wet. If he moved, he knew there would be just the right amount of friction to get him off. It already felt so good that he started to shake. Her hands gripped his hair as she pressed her face close to his. She rocked him from below.

When he moved inside her, he felt his logical thought
s ebb away. He wanted to pull her hips closer so he could thrust into her hard, making it feel amazing for the both of them. It was so moist that he didn’t want to pull out. It was better than his hand and a whole jar of Vaseline. She moved against him again. He moaned as he felt himself slide into her.

When he looked at her, he saw the love and adoration in her eyes. That look was enough to pull him back together. He pulled out then moved away from her, catching his breath. If she touched him and pulled him back to her, he wouldn’t be able to resist a second time. He only had sex with condoms because he had never been in a serious relationship. It felt too good, too smooth. He wanted to feel it again, be inside her.

She came behind him and started kissing his back, licking her tongue across his shoulder. When she leaned over him to kiss his neck, he felt her breasts against his back, the nipples rubbing against him. “Come on,” she whispered into his ear.

He turned around and pushed her on her back, moving her legs back. Her lips opened, moaning as she felt him move over her. He kissed he
r, darting his tongue inside her, before he inserted his fingers within her. He moved hard and fast, keeping his mouth closed over hers. She scratched him then dug her nails into his hair. When her mouth gaped open and she just breathed inside him, she came, yelling his name. Her hands gripped him everywhere as she rode her high. Henry felt even more moisture drip on his hands. When she was done, she kissed him gently as she grabbed him, jerking him off.

He moved closer to her as she rubbed him. His dick was in front of her face and he watched her stroke him hard. He already felt the orgasm start in the pit of his stomach. He was so horny that he was about to burst.

She stopped stroking him, making him groan in frustration, and then she opened a bottle of Vaseline and rubbed it in the valley between her breasts. She pulled his hips to him then placed his cock between her tits.

Henry started to thrust against her chest while she pressed her breasts together. It felt even better than her hand. He stared at her shaking tits as he fucked her, feeling himself give way a second later. He unleashed himself on her
neck, watching it drip down to her chest. He gasped as he felt the explosion through his body. It took him a moment to recover, still breathing heavily. He pressed his forehead against hers while he caught his breath.

He pulled away then wiped himself off. He removed the
jizz from her neck then threw the tissues in the wastebasket. When he lay down, she snuggled next to him. The touch of her warm skin beside his made him feel relaxed and whole. The week without her had been agonizing and painful. He wasn’t sure what hurt more, the loss of his friend or the loss of her. He thought she was responsible for the breakup. Even though he was angry at her, he’d missed her like crazy.

“Why did you do that?” he asked.

She tightened her arms around him. “What?”

“You know what.”

She sighed. “I was out of my mind, okay?”

“We’ve fooled around before.”

“But I haven’t gotten off in a week. Not since you left.”

“Why?” he asked.

“I just couldn’t. Every time I tried, nothing happened. I like being with you a lot more. When we were finally together, I just lost control.”

He ran his hand down her back, feeling her smooth skin.
“So you help me masturbate, but I ruin it for you? That’s ironic.”

“No, I can still do it, but I was just too depressed over what happened. I thought you were different
, and then you weren’t. I just couldn’t deal with it. And when you gave up on me I felt worse.”

“It seemed like you wanted me to give up.”

“Never.”

“That’s why you should always talk to the other person.”

“I know.”

“I’m glad you learned your lesson.”

“Stay with me tonight.”

“Sleep with you?”

“Please?”

“Okay. I’ve
never slept with someone overnight before.”

“Really?”

“No. I slept with Sydney, but we were always in different rooms.”

“Is she okay?”

“Yeah. She’s fine. In fact, she was mad at me for interfering, saying she could take care of herself.”

“Well, she does have a fiancé to look after her now.”

“He wasn’t there.”

“Oh.”

“But you are right. We talked about it.”

“Are you okay?”

He nodded. “Yeah. We’re fine.” He turned on his side and looked at her. “But enough about her.”

“Then what do you want to talk about?”

“You can’t pull a stunt like that again.”

“Like what?”

“Pulling me inside you.”

“Sorry,” she said as she looked away.

“When we do make love, I’ll make it worth your while.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “But please don’t do that to me again. I resisted once because I was able to control myself. I don’t think I could do it again.”

“I won’t.”

He kissed her on the forehead. “Thank you.”

She looked at him, emotion in her eyes. “I like it when you do that.”

“What?”

“Kiss me on the head.”

He smiled. “Really?”

She nodded.

“Why?”

“No one’s ever done it before.”

19

 

“So what do you want to watch?” she asked as they pulled the blanket over their laps.

“I have no preference.”

“Chick flick it is.”

He frowned.

“I’m just kidding,” she said as she kissed him on the cheek. “Ooh!
Die Hard
is on!”

“You like that movie?”

“Who doesn’t like that movie?”

“I don’t know very many girls who show such enthusiasm for it.”

“Well, I’m a bit odd.”

“What else do you like?”


Terminator 2
is my favorite movie of all time.”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“I was not expecting that.”

“Why? Because I’m blonde and cute? Girls can like guy movies, too.”

“That’s pretty hot.”

She smiled.

Perry rose
from his bed then approached the couch, whining.

“What does he want?” Henry asked.

“To cuddle.”

His eyes widened.
“On the couch? Wouldn’t he break it?”

“No. My furniture is a little sturdier than that.”

“He would crush you if he lay on you.”

“I’m stronger than I look.”

Perry continued to whine.

Ren reached down and petted his head. “I’m sorry, honey.
Maybe later.”

He growled then returned to his bed in the corner.

“He doesn’t like me, does he?” Henry asked.

“He doesn’t like any males.”

“So he’s the jealous type?”

“Oh
, yes. He took Dane’s clothes and ripped them to pieces when he stayed over here. Perry doesn’t chew on things, not even my shoes, so I knew he did it on purpose.”

Henry laughed. “I’m glad I got dressed.”

“Or maybe you should be even more worried,” she threatened.

Henry glanced at Perry again, eyeing his fangs. He scooted closer to Ren.

She laughed. “He won’t bother you.”

“Why did you decide to get a beast for a dog?”

“He’s cute and I love him.”

“A smaller dog wasn’t good enough?”

“I like big dogs.”

“Apparently.”

She wrapped her arms around his waist then stared at the screen. Henry watched the movie for a moment before he looked down at her, staring at her small form in his arms. His fingers brushed her hair then trickled down her back. Her soft skin made his fingers tingle. She always had a smell about her, like fresh flowers. Her neck was so small, he could wrap his fingers completely around it. He forgot about the move entirely and just looked at her, more entertained by the beautiful woman in his arms. That week without her had been devastating. He didn’t realize how much he’d missed her until now.

When the mov
ie was over, she sat up. Henry looked up and saw the credits play. He didn’t catch a single scene.

“Good movie, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“So what do you want to do now?”

He looked at Perry. “We could take him on a walk.”

Perry’s ears perked up and he jumped to his feet, his tail wagging.

“Well, now we have to,” Ren said.

“Sorry.”

She grabbed his leash from the counter, and Perry ran to her, practically knocking her over as he waited for her to strap the collar around his neck. Henry held him still so she could get the chain around him.

“How can you handle him?” he asked.

“He’s a good boy. Watch.”  She looked at Perry. “Sit.”

He dropped his but
t to the ground.

She locked the chain then grabbed the leash. “He’s ready.”

They walked out the door and moved down the sidewalk. Couples were walking their dogs through the neighborhood. A few kids were playing in the street even though it was dark. Henry put his hands in his pockets as he walked beside Ren, her dog practically walking her.

“Do you have a dog?” she asked.

“No.”

“Do you like dogs?”

“I love dogs. I just don’t have the room for one at the moment.”

“Do you l
ike your roommates?”

“As people, not as roommates.”

“Because it’s a whorehouse?” she asked with a laugh.

“Yeah.
It gets old.”

“That sounds like every guy’s dream.”

“Well, it isn’t, especially when the guys call me gay.”

“Why do they think you’re gay?”

“I’ve never brought a girl home that I had sex with.”

“So?”

“Apparently that means I’m gay.”

“I don’t understand why it would matter if you were.”

He shrugged. “I thought they were joking at first, but it hasn’t stopped in a long time. I feel slightly outcast because of it.”

“So what do you do with your lady friends?”

“Go to their place. I wouldn’t want to bring them around that brothel. The house reeks of sex.”


Ew.”

“Yeah.”

“You should bring me over.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Prove that you aren’t gay.”

“I don’t need to prove anything to them. I don’t care what they think.”

“Well, the offer is always on the table.”

“What offer?”

“You could bring me over and prove you aren’t gay.”

“Well, you are ridiculously hot
, so I think they might be a little envious.”

“It’s a good plan.”

“Except the fact that we aren’t having sex.”

“We can always pretend that we are.”

“I would never use you like that.”

“Well, when this relationship moves forward
, we should do it.”

He smiled. “That would be fun. We would have to do it right before they had an exam
, just to make it worse. Keep them up all night.”

She laughed. “We’ll teach them a lesson.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist. “You are so cool.”

She said nothing, letting the Great Dane pull her along.

“You are the one of the coolest chicks—people—I’ve ever met.”

“Well, my brothers heavily influenced
me to be as much of a tomboy as possible.”

“You definitely don’t look like a boy.”

She rolled her eyes. “Dating was nearly impossible when I was younger. When I finally moved out, I actually started seeing guys.”

“I’m not looking forward to meeting them.”

“They aren’t too bad. I’m an adult now. It’s different.”

“I hope so.”

“Besides, they would like you.”

“I really doubt that. I started dating you when I had feelings for someone else.”

“But you were honest about it and refused to have sex with me. That’s honorable.”

“I don’t think we should tell them all of that.”

She laughed. “Word gets around. They might find out anyway.”

“They live on the island?”

“Jeremy lives only a few blocks away.”

“Which one is he?”

“The oldest one.”

“Is he married?”

She rolled her eyes. “He’s too much of a man whore to settle down.”

“All guys are man
whores.”

“You aren’t.”

“I’m just as much of a dog. I just don’t treat you that way.”

“I think you are very sweet.”

“Only because I like you.”

“Well, I’m very lucky. So is Sydney.
Even if she is too stupid to realize it.”

“Please don’t say mean things about her. She loves Coen. I respect her decision.”

“Coen Marshall?”

“Yeah.
Why?”

She
glanced down at Perry, ignoring his look. “No reason.”

Henry stared at her before he looked away. They rounded the block before they came back to the house. Perry didn’t seem tired at all. In fact, he seemed more energiz
ed. Ren put him in the backyard before she came back into the house.

“What would you like for dinner?”

“You cook?”

“Yep.”

“Ooh. I like you even more.”


The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and his cock.”

“And you are doing a great job at that.”

She smiled but said nothing.

“Do you need help?”

“No. I’ll just make some chicken enchiladas.”

“Is that Mexican food?”

“Never had it?”

“No, but I’ve heard of it. We don’t really have traditional Mexican food on the island.”

“I had it all the time on the mainland. It’s really good. You are in for a treat.” She turned on the oven then pulled everything out of the refrigerator. She wrapped the tortillas round the meat and sauce then put it in the pan with sprinkled cheese. She placed it in the oven while she set the table.

“Beer?” she asked.

“Water is fine.”

She poured him a glass then pulled the pan out of the oven. “It’s hot
, so be careful.” She sat in the middle of the table.

Henry scooped a piece onto her plate then onto his. When he took a bite, he moaned. “This is really good.”

“Thanks.”

“Who taught you how to cook?”

“My mom and my brother Andre.”

“You brother knows how to cook?”

“He’s gay.”

“Oh.” He nodded. “Was that hard
, since he grew up with three brothers?”

“No. My family was supportive. Having three brother
s and a sassy sister helped the teasing stop.”

“That’s cool.”

“But my dad was disappointed for the longest time. I still don’t think he accepts it. The rest of us suspected it for the longest time, so it wasn’t surprising.”

“Does he live on the island?”

“Yeah. He goes to school with us.”

“Cool. What’s his major?”

“Sociology.”

“Are you close?”

“I would say so. We get busy during the semester, so we don’t see each other much. I told him about you.”

“I hope you told him good things.”

“I did, along with the truth.”

“Does he hate me?”

“No. He appreciates your honesty. We live in a society where everyone is a cheater and a liar. He says it’s refreshing.”


He and I will get along just fine.”

“I’m sure you will.

When they finished dinner, they cleaned the dishes then turned off all the light
s before they went back into her room.

“I need to get some pajamas,” Henry said.

“No. I want you to sleep naked.”

“Isn’t that distracting?”

“I like feeling your skin next to mine.” She crawled into bed then set her alarm. She patted the bed next to her.

Henry stripped off his clothes then came beside her, his arm around her waist. He stared at her while she looked at him, noticing the deep color of her eyes.

“I like sleeping with you,” she whispered.

“I do
, too.”

“I like knowing you’ll be there in the morning.”

Little comments like these made him realize how much she had been hurt by the men in her life. He knew men were dogs. He acted like one too many times. He refused to hurt someone so beautiful. Sydney was pulling further away from his heart. He wished she would just leave already, but he was glad he was moving closer to his goal—falling in love with Ren completely.

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