“How did you not know?”
“Do you really want to hear the story?”
“No, because I’m relieved, but obviously there’s a reason you thought it happened.”
“I dated this guy Kevin for a while. One night, after drinks, we started fooling around. One thing led to another. I told you it wasn’t memorable because it was so quick. One minute he’s pushing into me, the next it’s over.”
“Was there any foreplay?” He looks at me sickly.
“Yeah, not really a lot for me, but I had him pretty primed.”
The look of sickness turns to humor and he laughs out loud. “That fucker jizzed.”
“What?”
“Jizzed. He was so worked up as soon as he touched you he came. You must have had him more than primed or either he doesn’t know how to fuck.”
“Gross.”
“Yeah, babe, but seeing you naked makes me question my stamina. That guy didn’t have a chance. What happened to him?”
“I broke it off soon after. I figured if sex was that bad, it wouldn’t get better.”
“You broke up with a guy because he was a bad lay?”
“Well, he kinda got on my nerves too. But being bad in bed is depressing. You know about the loser list so I’d already had some disturbing experiences.”
“Come here.” He rolls me all the way on top of him. His hands frame my face and holds me in place. “I have never in my life been so happy about someone’s misfortune. It’s been driving me crazy that another guy had you, but now I know it’s only me.”
My heart melts at the look on his face and the sincerity behind his words.
“Well, you’re lucky you’re not bad in bed. Otherwise, we may have a problem.”
“Not bad, huh?”
“Nope, pretty fucking dynamic I’d say. How long do you have to wait to be dynamic again?”
His expression turns darker and the color of his eyes deepen. “You’re going to be sore.”
“Well, I can be sore next week when you’re gone. It’s our first Valentine’s Day.”
His cock jumps and tightens against my stomach and he grins.
“I love you Bryce.” I grow serious and lean in to kiss him.
“I love you too Devon Harris.” He says against my lips.
The next instant I’m on my back and Bryce is reaching for his pants for a condom. I’m still wearing his shirt and it lays open, baring my naked body to him. He rolls on the condom and then reaches down to touch me. I’m already soaking wet just thinking about him inside of me again. When he lines himself against me and pushes in, the invasion is welcome. Just like last night, he fills me completely but slows to allow my body to adjust.
“Mine,” he moans against my lips.
“Yours,” I confirm.
“Forever.”
Nodding my head against his, I allow him to make love to me until we’re both shouting each other’s name.
Chapter 11