His Stripper (Dance For Me)

“Okay.” I nod. I actually want that too.

Myles gives me another one of his shirts, and I accept it gladly. I change out of my clothes and into the soft white cotton that smells of him. We crawl into bed together, and Myles immediately grabs my hips and pulls my body into him. I can’t help but cuddle deeper into his chest and suck in a deep breath when I feel his hard cock against my ass.

“Are you sure?” I ask, feeling bad about just going to sleep.

“I promise, just go to sleep. I’m fine.”

A part of me wants to protest and find a way to please him, but I am terribly exhausted, and as he said, I am still a little sore. Closing my eyes, I feel utterly content and protected, so it doesn’t take me long before I doze off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

12

Myles

I wake up the same way I went to sleep with Hazel’s small body nestled in my arms. Her soft, warm breath fans out against my skin, the sound of her even breathing reaching my ear, and her flowery-fresh scent fills my nose.

I could get used to this.

While I hold her and enjoy the moment, I let everything she told me yesterday about her past run through my mind. I’ve never been an empathizer, never cared about many people and their feelings. I’m good at shutting off my feelings if I have to, but something about her has me opening up and feeling for her to the point of no return.

My heart breaks for her. My chest aches at the thought of her being alone for so long. I wish she would have hit my car months ago. I wish I would have been there every time she felt lonely and unloved. I wish I could have protected her from everything she has been through.

Hazel stirs in my arms, reminding me of my hard cock pressed against her ass. Not sure if it ever went down, but I’m pretty sure I’ll have the worst case of blue balls to deal with today. To make matters worse, a soft moan falls from her lips.

Groaning, I try to readjust without waking her up but end up doing just that.

“Hi,” she says sleepily as she turns around in my hold to face me. Her eyes are only half open, and her cheek is red from where she was lying on my arm.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Better than ever.” She smiles. “I am sorry, though.”

“For what?”

“That I didn’t take care of your raging hard-on last night,” she says, and I almost choke on my own spit. “It seems like it didn’t go down at all. That must have been uncomfortable to sleep with.”

“Ah…” That’s all I manage to get out because shit, I’m speechless. What am I going to tell her? Of course, I want her, but after I lost control the other night, I wasn’t going to ask her for anything.

“I want to make you feel good,” she admits shyly. “But I don’t want you to think I’m doing this because I feel like I owe you something. I mean, I do owe you a lot, but that’s not why I want this. I just want you because… of you.”

All I can do is nod; my voice still hasn’t returned to me. I know what she’s saying. I understand better than I can explain in words. I know why she wants this, and it’s for the same reason I want this. She can feel it too, this thing between us. I don’t know how to describe what’s happening. I just know it’s there. It’s all-consuming, and I’m pretty fucking sure it’s forever.

“So, are you going to fuck me or not?”

“I think your pussy still needs another day of rest, but of course, there is another tight hole of yours I could use.”

Her eyes gleam with shock and, if I’m not mistaken, a smidge of excitement. “You mean… my ass?” She whispers the last two words, almost like it’s a secret.

“Yes, I want to fuck your ass.”

“I don’t know.” She looks uncertain, and I don’t blame her one bit.

“I’ll make it good for you. I promise I’ll make you come harder than you did the other day.” Her eyebrows shoot up. My words seem to have her apprehension melting away, and curiosity rising.

She chews on her bottom lip while she’s thinking about it. I’ll give her some time to mull over, at least on the outside. On the inside, I’m an impatient bastard who wants to talk her into it.

“Okay…”

“Fuck yeah.” Before she can change her mind, I roll her on her stomach and take a pillow to shove under her pelvis, so her ass is jutted out. She turns her head so she can see what I’m doing. Her wide eyes follow my every move.