Confidence isn't my strong point. I can admit that, at least to myself, which I guess says something about how much I've changed since I left home. If I'd let myself think about that for long, Amber would have seen it on me the way predators smell fear on their prey. She would have laughed, fucking daring me to hit her because she knew I never would. But she's not here and I know, when it comes to women, I'm still trying to figure them out and still sure I never will.
But the way Faye's body feels against mine, I start to feel damn sure she's not about to leave me in the cold. That certainty is a relief. Even the idea of a ride between here and getting in her bed is a relief. It means a few minutes to cool down, relax, and hopefully not embarrass myself in front of her. I want to get this right for her. I want her not to be sorry.
I shake my head, following obediently, trying not to think about my dick, hoping she won't notice the way I'm half-hard just from kissing her. "No," I tell her. "Always wanted to, though." I know, with my name, you'd think I would have grown up on them.
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Date: 2015-01-21 10:18 pm (UTC)But the way Faye's body feels against mine, I start to feel damn sure she's not about to leave me in the cold. That certainty is a relief. Even the idea of a ride between here and getting in her bed is a relief. It means a few minutes to cool down, relax, and hopefully not embarrass myself in front of her. I want to get this right for her. I want her not to be sorry.
I shake my head, following obediently, trying not to think about my dick, hoping she won't notice the way I'm half-hard just from kissing her. "No," I tell her. "Always wanted to, though." I know, with my name, you'd think I would have grown up on them.