He heaved himself up to sitting and stroked Kimberly’s cheek. “You remember how you taunted me and said not to hold back? And I made like I was going to take your ass?”
She blushed bright red.
“From that reaction, I’m guessing you do. Well, I knew you would react that way, and I never intended to shove my cock into you, unprepared. With beginners, there’s always the possibility that they’ll be too scared or just forget that they have a way to take control of the situation. If you had shut down emotionally, and I forced myself into you even though I knew you weren’t ok with it, you would hate me forever.”
She bit her lip. “I wouldn’t. It would have been my o
wn fault.”
“Maybe,” Nelson said as he stood. “But that would still make me an asshole.” The clock said it was almost 1:30. He had to teach Grace’s morning class, which meant he needed to get to sleep soon. “I propose we sleep in another bedroom as it seems these sheets are dirty.”
Samuel pushed himself onto his hands and knees. His body was sore. Being fucked mercilessly by a man like Nelson was hard on all of him, and he knew his lower back would have something to say about it in the morning.
Kimberly was sitting on the bed, her knees pulled into her chest and her hair a curtain around her body. But he couldn’t look at her.
“I need to get going,” Samuel mumbled.
“What? Why?” Kimberly stretched out her hand like she was going to touch him, then thought better of it.
There it was. The subtle disgust. He’d known that Kimberly wouldn’t reject him completely like Muriel had, but he recognized revulsion when he saw it. He looked into her eyes, and she blinked uncomfortably.
“I’ve got contractors coming in the morning to give me an estimate on tearing down a wall.”
“You did mention that earlier,” Nelson said smoothly as he shuffled through the pillows that had fallen to the floor. “If someone can tell me where my pants and phone are, I’ll call you a cab.”
“No need. I’ll flag one down.” Samuel cleared his throat. He stuck out a hand. “Thanks a lot, Nelson. That was enjoyable.”
And now he had to say something to Kimberly. He awkwardly leaned in to kiss her cheek, and the scent of her almost brought him to his knees. “See you later, sunshine.”
He walked to the door feeling like he was going to his death, then turned. He had to do this right. “Hey, Nelson, any time you want a fuck, give me a call.”
“No dinner and movie tomorrow?”
Samuel fixed a smile onto his face. “Afraid not.”
“I’ll walk you out.” Nelson squeezed Kimberly’s knee. “Be right back.”
The moment they were out of earshot, Nelson backed Samuel up against the wall. Fury burned in his eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
Samuel pushed him back two steps. “Just because I submitted to you in the bedroom doesn’t mean you get to tell me what to do,” he snarled.
Nelson shoved him harder and held him against the wall by his shoulders. Samuel could have gotten away, but what was the point? “Say what you wanna say so I can leave.”
“You know why I covered for you in there? Because you are breaking that woman’s heart. Either you’re too stupid to see it, or you’re a cold bastard who goes around hurting people simply because he can.”
“Guess you would know,” Samuel said. It was his anger speaking, but he regretted the words the moment they left his mouth. Nelson had taken a risk by telling them about his previous bad experience. Samuel shrugged out of Nelson’s grasp.
“I’m going to let that slide only because I don’t want to explain to Kimberly why I’m covered in your blood. Get out.”
Samuel snorted. “No problem. Don’t forget to call me if you wanna fuck, though,” he said. He thought that would get a bigger reaction, but Nelson shook his head sadly.
“You don’t deserve her.”
On that point, at least, they were in agreement.
Samuel found his clothes around the white couch. Not his boxers or socks. They were in the bedroom, he remembered. And there they would stay, because he wasn’t heading back.
When he got outside, he didn’t bother looking for a cab. A warm tear plopped onto his arm. He stared at it in confusion, then jammed his hands into his pockets.