He moved onto the bed next to me, the towel still wrapped around his waist. I could see that he was hard, his manhood tenting the soft fabric. Luc reached over and placed his hand on my inner thigh, preparing to continue what he’d started on the other side of the room.
“Wait.”
He stopped without hesitation.
“Something wrong?” A touch of concern was in his voice, a tone that let me know he’d stop right then and there if I asked him to.
“It’s just… OK. I’ve been really busy with work.”
“O… K…”
“Like,reallybusy with work. Even before the crab truck, I was working twelve-hour shifts in restaurants. And before that, I was in school.”
He cocked his head to the side. “While I’m happy to get to know you better Ava, I have to wonder why you’re going over your resume in bed with me while wearing nothing but your panties. Not any kind of dirty talk I’ve experienced.”
I realized how silly I must’ve sounded and got right to the point.
“When you’re that busy, you don’t have much time for anything fun. Especially dating. And if you’re not dating, you’re not doing… this kind of thing. Ever.”
It took him a second, but when he realized what I was saying, his eyes went wide in a way I’d never seen from him.
“You’re kidding. You’ve never done anything like this?”
“I mean, I’ve kissed guys before. But as far as anything else? Nope. We crossed the line of furthest I’ve ever gone with a guy the second you put your hands down my panties.”
He raised his eyebrows a bit, nodding as if I’d just given him something that he needed to think over.
“Alright,” he said. “So, you’re a…”
“Virgin.” The word popped out of my mouth as if he couldn’t have finished the statement on his own.
“That’s surprising”
“You think so?”
“A woman who looks like you?” he asked. “I would’ve thought you’d have a pool of men to pick from at your leisure.”
“You’d be surprised how much that isn’t the case when you’ve spent the majority of your adult life in a kitchen. But… I still want to do this with you. That is, if you’re not totally weirded out.”
“Not weirded out,” he said. “Just… more careful.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means that as much as I want to be buried to the hilt inside of you, that’s not going to happen tonight.”
My disappointment at his words was immeasurable. I finally find a guy I’m ready to go all the way with, and he’s running for the hills because I’m a virgin?
“But I want it,” I protested.
“And so do I. But I’ve already crossed too many lines tonight.” To my surprise, he placed his hand back on my thigh. “That doesn’t mean we can’t have fun, of course.”
“What kind of fun?”
“The kind where I make you come over and over,” he said, his voice low and sensual.
I about melted.
“Now,” he said, his fingertips dancing along my thigh toward the bottom of my panties. “There are going to be some rules.”