Mayhem Chapter 7 #2
“Oh no, you said we had things to do. Come on, let’s go. Get up,” she demanded as she slapped my ass. The shock of it made me hiss, but as it lingered, I found I liked it. It seemed to send spikes of fire straight to my groin.
“Babe, you spank me again, and you’ll find me buried in that pussy. Stop tempting me. We’ve got work to do, then we can play,” I warned her.
She pouted but got up. I was right behind her.
In the bathroom, we took care of our morning routines without embarrassment, as if we’d been doing it for years together.
The shower heated while we did. Pulling her in with me, we washed ourselves to stay under control, but it wasn’t what either of us desired.
Once we were clean, dry, and dressed, we went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The cabinets weren’t bare, but I didn’t have a ton of items in the fridge or freezer. With Astrid around, I’d have to fix that. I didn’t expect her to cook for me, but I wanted her to be taken care of.
“I’ll have groceries ordered. Why don’t we make a list a little later of what we want?”
“I can help with that. It’ll give us an idea of what each other likes and doesn’t like,” she agreed.
We ended up having bacon and making pancakes from scratch since I had no mix.
After we finished eating, I took her to my favorite spot outside on the deck to finish our coffee.
Sitting there, I broached a subject that I had thought of while we were showering.
I prayed that she wouldn’t get upset. It hadn’t been intentional, or maybe subconsciously it was.
“Beautiful, we need to talk about last night.”
“What about it?” she asked cautiously.
“First, I can’t tell you how much it meant to me that you trusted me the way you did. I hope you know I wasn’t expecting things to go that far. I was willing to wait forever for you if I had to, Astrid. It was the best night of my life.”
“Jamie, you didn’t pressure me. I wanted everything that happened, and it was hands down the best night of my life, too. Believe me, I wouldn’t have stayed and been in your bed this morning if I hadn’t wanted all of that.”
“Good. And you know that you can always speak up if you’re scared, uncertain, or don’t want something.” I stated it rather than made it a question.
“I do.” She smiled.
“Before things got so out of control, I told you that I wanted you to help me decorate and furnish the house because it’s my wish to have you live here.
That desire has grown after last night. I can’t be apart from you, Astrid.
It would probably kill me. Please, don’t continue hunting for a place to live.
Move in here with me. We can get your things today and have you settled by evening.
I’ll give you space when you need it, but I need you close by. ”
I was secure enough as a man to allow her to hear the plea in my tone. We were seated on a settee, I believe it was called. She scooted closer and put her head on my shoulder. Our fingers twined together on one hand. Astrid gazed up at me.
“Jamie, I want to be with you as much as possible, too. I want to say yes, but are we moving too fast? Should we take our time with the move-in idea, or give it a trial for a few days to see if we drive each other batty?”
“No trial. After a while, everyone gets on each other’s nerves.
The key is learning to deal with it and find ways to have personal space and time.
I don’t believe we are rushing it, not if you feel the same way I do.
Plus, it’s even more important that you be where you’re protected,” I finished, leaving an opening in the conversation for what I wanted to discuss.
“Why is that?” She was puzzled. Astrid hadn’t thought of it yet.
I moved so I could cup her face between my hands.
I was close enough to breathe her breath in when she exhaled.
“We didn’t use protection last night, Astrid.
You could be carrying my baby,” I said. Her eyes widened and her body stiffened.
Fuck, she was going to lose it. She pulled her head away from my hands.
“Babe, please, don’t do that. Let’s talk about it,” I rushed to add.
“I don’t see a lot to talk about. We were irresponsible. While I’m glad you mentioned something before we did it again, that doesn’t negate the fact that neither of us thought about protection. I never do that, Jamie. Do you?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Well, that’s a relief, but even condoms don’t prevent everything.
I’m on birth control, so I can’t get pregnant, but I can catch something.
I’m not trying to offend you, but you’ve been with a lot of women.
I haven’t been with anyone but you since I was captured, and I had every test imaginable after I was rescued to be sure.
How do we know you haven’t contracted something unknowingly from one of those women?
When was the last time you had a test? Or do you test? ”
I heard the panic edging into her voice.
Her admission that she couldn’t be pregnant was a double-edged sword.
On the one hand, I was relieved that we had time together before introducing any children, assuming she wanted them.
But on the other hand, I wanted to see her carrying my baby, and I wasn’t opposed to it being soon.
One thing at a time, Mayhem, I lectured myself.
“I do get tested. As for when my last one was, it was three months ago, and everything was good.”
“A lot can happen in three months. We need to have you tested before we do anything again. I’ll get myself checked out, too, so you know I’m clear. They can usually have the results within a week at the most.”
“There’s no need to wait for test results.” That was all I got out before she huffed at me.
“Like hell there’s not! To continue even with condoms is only increasing the risk. I’m not willing for either of us to be endangered.”
Astrid went to stand, but I grabbed her shoulders and held her in place. She gave me an angry look.
“Let me up. I’m not changing my mind.”
“Let me finish. The reason there is no need to wait is that the test three months ago was normal, and I’ve had no exposure since then. We’re both good.”
She blinked, then her mouth dropped open as incredulity spread over her face. I waited for her to say it.
“Are you trying to make me believe that you haven’t had sex with anyone but me in three months? And I mean anything—oral sex from either party counts. Hell, even kissing can, though it’s much less likely to spread something.”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. I haven’t kissed, had a woman give me a blow job, eaten someone else’s pussy, or put any part of myself inside of a woman’s pussy or ass in three months,” I stated crudely.
“There is no way you’re telling me that no woman wanted to be with you, Jamie. It’s impossible. Why haven’t you been with anyone? I was with you last night. I know your sexual appetite.” Her disbelief was strong.
“You did get a glimpse of my hunger, but what you don’t know is that you made me the way I was last night.
Yes, I have what I consider a normal sex drive for a man, but the reason I haven’t been with anyone is that I’ve been unable to think of sex with anyone but you.
You’re all I could think of and dream of.
If it wasn’t you, Astrid, I wasn’t interested.
I did, however, jerk off countless times to thoughts and dreams of you over the past six months.
I guess you could say I cheated on you with myself.
” I made a small joke, hoping it would ease the tension.
Her response wasn’t what I expected. Instead of arguing with me, she flung herself into my arms. I barely had time to open them before she was in them, and she was kissing all over my face. Being the besotted man I was, I returned them.
I had no idea how long we devoured each other before a loud whistle, followed by a throat being cleared, brought us back to the present.
Easing away from her, I scanned the area in front of us.
Standing below us, since we were technically one level up from the basement, stood Tinker. He wore a shit-eating grin.
“What the hell do you want?” I groused.
The bastard laughed as he came closer to the house. “My, my, someone is grumpy this morning. Hmm, I wondered why. Hey, aren’t you gonna invite me up, neighbor?”
“Hell, no. Not after that. Why should I?” I growled. I was only partially upset at him.
“Oh, no reason, other than I thought you might want to know what was decided this morning without you. It pertains to Astrid. But since you’re in a bad mood, I’ll just go home.”
Tinker turned to leave, but I stopped him.
Shooting out of my seat, I took two giant steps to the railing and then hurled myself over it.
Astrid screamed. I landed on both feet. I’d made the jump numerous times.
I marched over to stand in front of Tinker.
I heard Astrid swearing. Without looking back, since I didn’t trust Tinker not to take off, I apologized.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I’ve done this dozens of times. I know how to land. I’m fine.”
Tinker was grinning, then I saw his gaze stray over my shoulder.
Astrid hadn’t responded to my apology. Dreading that she’d stormed inside, I quickly glanced over my shoulder.
What I saw was my woman barreling down on us.
She was pissed. I waited for her to reach us. When she did, her words surprised me.
“Mayhem, you and I will be having a private conversation very soon about your jumping antics. However, that will have to wait. Tinker, you said something was determined about me. What is it? Does the club want me to leave? Wasn’t I allowed to stay last night?”