I was reaching for my pants to find a condom when she wrapped her hands around my face to look me in the eyes. “No condom,” she said. “I want to feel you without anything.”
My dick throbbed. “Are you sure?”
“It’s okay. I was having painful periods, so my doctor put me on the pill. I’m good…but only if you want to.”
My eyes went wide. “What kind of a question is that? Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about coming inside you?”
“Now you get to do it for the rest of your life.” She smiled up at me. “I can’t wait to feel it.”
“You’re about to.” I spread her legs wide and thrust inside in one movement. I closed my eyes briefly at the sheer pleasure of her warm pussy swallowing my throbbing cock whole. I wanted to explode right then and there. If there were such a thing as sex feeling too good, this was it.
I pulled out slowly and thrust into her again. “Fuck, Wren, this is better than I dreamed.”
Slow and steady soon gave way to fast and hard, and the bed began to shake. It felt like the whole damn room was shaking, actually, as I pounded into her. I closed my eyes, trying to stave off the orgasm ready to shoot through me. If she so much as moved her hips a certain way, it would’ve been all over. I knew it was going to be the best damn orgasm of my life.
“Come inside me,” she breathed. “Please… I can’t wait anymore.”
I hadn’t been expecting her to climax so soon, but she didn’t have to ask twice. I happily let myself go, groaning as I emptied inside of her. She continued to move her hips until neither of us had anything left. There was no better feeling than this. I knew wholeheartedly that she was mine.
We lay limp and sated for a moment. “Let me grab a towel for you,” I said.
She shook her head. “Don’t. I love your cum inside me.”
Feeling like a goddamn caveman, I fell back into bed and nuzzled her neck. “And now I’m getting hard again.”
“Good.” She brushed her fingers along my abs. “Should I ride you this time?”
“Hang on.” I pinched my arm. “Sorry, I needed to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.”
We had sex multiple times that evening, and it was 9 PM before we realized we hadn’t eaten anything. So we ordered food and ate it in her room. It felt like almost everything I needed for the rest of my life was here.
After we ate, I again noticed the sketch on her wall. “What’s the story behind that drawing?”
She rolled her eyes. “You weren’t supposed to see that, you know. But considering you’re a trespasser…”
“Rafe did it. But when?”
“I found it in his room before I moved to Europe. I asked him if I could keep it.”
“He didn’t think it was weird that you wanted a drawing of me?”
“Oh, he thought it was weird. He didn’t suspect anything, though. He gave me a drawing of me, too. He just thought I admired his talent. That was the only image I had of you. So I cherished it.”
“Wow. That’s true. We’ve never taken a photo together.” I reached for my phone. “Fuck, we need to change that.”
“You’re gonna take our first official photo while we’re both buck naked under the sheets?”
“If that’s okay with you.” I held the phone out in front of us, putting it in selfie mode.
Wren laughed. “Considering our relationship started with you half-naked under a towel, I’d say that’s pretty fitting.”
Wren
Dax and I had been together for six months now. Well, we’d been in love for a lot longer than that, but we’d been openly loving each other for half of a year.
My brother had gotten used to seeing me around the house. We waited three months before I spent the night, though. But since then I’d spent almost every night here. While Rafe seemed okay with Dax and me being together, we were always careful to curb the PDA around him as a courtesy.
Things were going so well that I found myself paranoid that the other shoe would drop. I’d even managed to find a music teacher position at an elementary school in the city. My life had never been more fulfilling, both professionally and personally. I had to constantly remind myself to enjoy each day, rather than fear losing what I had. When I was younger, I used to obsess about what I would do if something happened to my dad. Now, I had three people in my life I obsessed over losing. It was a good problem to have, I suppose.
I’d continued filming performances for my RenCello account, but not as frequently. One time I’d introduced Dax as a special guest and filmed with him sitting next to me while I played. That video got the most hits ever, probably because of the curiosity factor generated by the title, “Meet My Boyfriend,” not to mention Dax’s beautiful face in the thumbnail photo. It felt like we were coming full circle, with the man who’d inspired my music for so long finally there while I played.