Thirty
I did it. I actually fucking did it, and I didn’t let her down. I didn’t let myself down. I didn’t go off early, and look like a pussy this time, and Jesus, it was so fucking good. What the hell was all that ‘chase me’ business before? I wasn’t sure, but I wanted to do it again. A lot. It was like it woke something up inside of me. Something that wasn’t already broken, and faulty, like the rest of me.
“Ice?”
“Yeah, babe.”
Lissa sighed, pressing back against me.
“Was that weird?”
I frowned. I really fucking hoped not, because I loved it.
“Was it weird for you?”
She giggled, turning to try and look at me.
“Are you the one shrinking me now?”
I laughed, and we moved, so she could face me while we talked. She rested one hand on my chest, tracing my tattoo, and probably feeling my heart thudding under her fingertips.
“Honestly? I fucking loved it. I’ve never done anything like that, but the second you ran, it was like fucking hunting time. I wanted to chase you down, and make you mine. Was I too rough?”
She smiled, still tracing my tattoo, her eyes on my chest.
“Do I look so fragile, Ice?”
“You know, you’re not on the clock right now. You can just answer questions, without sending them back at me like that.”
She giggled softly, using her nail to trace lightly over the colours on my chest. It felt good, but more than that, it felt like her hands should have always been on me.
“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she finally whispered, meeting my eyes, her finger no longer tracing over my skin. She looked embarrassed, god no, that’s not it. She looked shy.
“So it was a first for both of us, but it was good, right? Like… I really want to chase you again, and I want to fuck you like that, like I have to remind you you’re mine. It feels weird to say it, but… you knew exactly what you were doing, huh?”
She blushed a little. “I had no idea if it’d work or help, but the second I thought of it, I just wanted to try it. I almost wished we were in a bigger house, so the hunt would last longer.”
God… it was like she was in my fucking head with that shit.
“Yeah, next time we do it somewhere else. I can give you a bigger head start.”
She blinked wide eyes at me.
“I’d like that.”
Fucking yes! And then something hit me. Something that made my blood run cold, and a pit of panic form in my stomach. I just fucked her. Bare .
“Uh… Lissa…”
She nuzzled closer. “Yeah?”
Fuck. I’m such an asshole. I cleared my throat. I didn’t want to ruin this closeness we had, but I had to, right?
“Uh… don’t suppose you’re on the pill?”
She giggled. “Yes, don’t worry, you didn’t just get me up the duff. Well, most likely didn’t. I mean, it’s not one hundred percent effective…”
“Jesus, babe. I’m so fucking sorry. Do we need to do something about it?”
She nuzzled me again.
“As long as that’s all we have to worry about, I think we’re fine. I didn’t even think about it at the time. I was pretty preoccupied.”
“Well, I’ve… I’ve only been with one other woman in the last few months, and we used condoms. I’m sorry though. I’m an asshole for not being better prepared.”
She sighed, her warm breath tickling my skin.
“Forget it, Ice, we’re covered. You’re clean, I’m clean. Whatever. I should care, but I really don’t right now. I just want to be with you. Now, without sounding too impolite, can you shut up so we can sleep?”
I chuckled as I pulled her tighter against me. Yeah, that I can definitely do.
Lissa
T he next morning, waking up in Ice’s arms, like it was the perfect way to wake up, I did have a few wobbly moments, when I thought back to our night together, and the fact that the stickiness between my legs was his cum.
We really did that… without protection. It was reckless. Dangerous. But so fucking good. I tried moving without waking him, but his arms tightened the instant I tried to wriggle free.
“You keep wriggling like that, and I’m gonna wanna fuck you again.” His words were barely a murmur, but I felt them, like a physical touch, like an internal tingle.
A wicked part of me wanted to wriggle until he made good on his threat, but I needed to pee really badly, and that didn’t seem like something either of us would enjoy.
“You do that, and we’re going to have an issue.”
His eyes popped open instantly.
“You okay?”
I didn’t need the concern I saw in those eyes, not for a full bladder, but I think I loved him a little more for it. Loved. Loved? I pushed free of his arms, and sat up.
“Uh… yeah… I’ll just be a minute.” I made a rapid escape into the bathroom, pushing the door closed and locking it, while I hurriedly dealt with the bladder situation. I went from washing my hands to showering, because I needed to freshen up, and think, and if I tried to do that with Ice beside me, I’d want him touching me again.
“Lissa?” He tapped on the door while I was drying off.
“Just a minute.” I heard him cursing to himself, and then the door handle moved, before he cursed again.
“Did I do something wrong?” Even through the door, I could hear the vulnerability in his voice. My god. I wanted to hold him, and tell him that everything would be okay, and we would be together, but nothing had really changed, had it?
We might have had an amazing night, and it might be something I wanted to do for the rest of my life, but living here wasn’t sustainable now. Going home would be my only option, but maybe it wouldn’t have to be forever.
“Lissa, goddammit, please talk to me.”
I wrapped the towel around me, tucking it under one arm, and unlocked the door. As soon as I opened it, he was moving into the room with me.
“Don’t do this, Lissa. I can fucking feel it from in there. You’re backing off, and you’re choosing something other than me. It’s like you’re sucking the fucking oxygen from the room. Don’t do this to me, please.”
I took his hands, and held them.
“Calm down, Ice. I’m not going anywhere for the moment, but we both know that I can’t stay indefinitely. I’ll have to give up my lease, and I have nowhere to go.”
“You’ll move in with me.”