“It was amazing,” he admits in a low voice. “But I’m the adult here and I have to do the right thing.”
I cock my head at him.
“Okay, but what is the ‘right’ thing? I’m an adult too. I know what I want, and it’s you.”
He shakes his head, still burning a hole into the countertop with his eyes.
“No Susie. You’re too young to know what you want, so it’s on me to protect you, and I failed last night. I should never have touched you.”
I let out a huff of laughter, not believing my ears.
“Come on, Ed. I’m not a child. Let me state that I’m nineteen years old, and I’ve basically been independent for a long time because you know how Nanette is. I’ve been making decisions for myself for a long time now, and that includes this.”
Ed shakes his head miserably, his black hair still damp.
“Nineteen is practically still a baby, sweetheart,” he says in an agonized voice. “Seriously. I’m more than two decades older than you.”
I roll my eyes. “Just stop it! I thought you liked me. Besides, most guys in their forties would be dying to make love to a nubile teenage girl.”
Ed turns blazing eyes to me. “I do like you, and I do love that aspect. More than I should, in fact, and that’s the problem here because I’m basically a dirty old man hitting on a sweet thing who’s come to stay at his apartment.”
I snort.
“Oh please, it’s not that sordid. Why, you think you’d be better off with a woman in her late thirties? One who has her shit together and who’s a fancy business executive?”
My man’s expression is still agonized.
“Maybe…” he begins.
I snort again.
“You’d hate it,” I say in a flat voice. “She’d never cook for you, never clean, and would probably bore you with Dilbert-esque stories from the office.”
That finally gets a grin from the handsome man.
“Well, I guess that’s true because Dilbert stories would kill me, for sure,” he says in a dry tone.
I smile then, my eyes beseeching.
“Then what’s wrong? I like you, too. From the moment I first saw you, in fact, and you only finally noticed me yesterday. Honestly, it was the best night of my life and I’m so glad I spent it with you.”
The handsome man looks tortured again.
“I don’t know, Susie…”
“Come on, Ed,” I cajole. “We’re having fun! You need to stop thinking about my age, and starting thinking about the things that matter like a sense of humor and chemistry in bed.”
He still looks torn, and I take the opportunity to pull out a chair for him at the table. “How about we talk about it over breakfast?” I ask in a reasonable tone. “All this food is getting cold.”
Slowly, Ed takes a seat and I pile up pancakes, egg, and bacon onto his plate, topping it off with the strawberry compote. He seems to relax a bit, and I smile to myself because truly, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.
“You’ve outdone yourself again, Susie,” he compliments, taking a huge bite of pancake. I giggle.
“I do enjoy cooking, so it’s just as much for me as it is for you. I wish the strawberries were more fresh, but they’re not in season, so this is just what the farmer’s market had.”
Ed puts a big hand over mine. “They’re delicious, honey. I wouldn’t have known.”
I giggle a bit, and then decide to throw some kindling into the fire.
“You know, I know you’ve liked me for a while, Ed. Ever since I moved in actually because I could see you were hard whenever we watched TV together in the evenings. You tried to hide them, but I could tell.”
Ed nearly chokes on his food. “What?”
I merely titter again.
“It’s true. I didn’t call you out because I didn’t want to embarrass you, but honestly, it was exciting to know that I was causing that reaction. I wanted to touch it so bad too, and I finally got my chance.”
He lets out a low groan, but at least he doesn’t look angry.
“Fuck baby, you knew? Because yeah, every single night was pure torture. And here I thought you were an innocent little girl!”
I giggle again, my cheeks flushing. “I’m not that innocent.”
Ed merely shakes his head
“After last night, you’re definitely not anymore.”
Heat flares between my legs and I lean towards him.
“Really? Why, what do you want to do to me now? I’m maybe not as experienced as some of the other college girls, but I’ve been dying to learn.”
He gets a dirty look.
“Have you done back door, hon?”
I stare at him, my bottom clenching involuntarily.
“You mean anal?” I squeak out.
My handsome lover nods, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief.
“It feels good, baby. It takes some time to get used to, but with practice, I think you’d enjoy it. You have exactly the type of body that would be well-suited for all types of love. In all three of your holes,” he adds with a meaningful look.