22. Just Not Yet
Just Not Yet
MACKLIN
Our lips meet and we kiss slowly and deeply.
Her body is pressed against mine, and I could stay here, in bed with her, forever.
“Macklin,” she says when we come up for air. “Do you have any condoms?”
I blink, confused. “Probably. I haven’t checked. Why?”
“How is that possible? I mean, this summer you were…”
Oh, fuck. “Sleeping around?” I supply.
Talia squirms, embarrassed. “I mean, yeah. I guess. I’m not judging you, by the way.”
It’s my turn to feel a little embarrassed. “Look, the truth is that I haven’t checked. I haven’t hooked up with anyone since midway through summer training.”
“Really? Why? You seemed to be having fun.”
“Yeah, it was ok.” I shrug. “To be honest with you, I started with the hookups to send a message to Gen that we were done. I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy them; it was good to be with someone other than her. At that point, she had been the only woman I had been with.”
Talia looks shocked by my admission. “No way.”
“Way.” I nod. “Even the dozen times Gen and I were broken up, I had never even kissed another woman. I just… fuck, this summer was insane. I felt out of control.”
I’ve never admitted that to anyone. For a second, fear surges inside me. What if Talia felt turned off by how fucked up I am?
But her reaction isn’t disgusted. “Oh, Macklin.”
She cups my jaw, her touch gentle, her tone soft. There’s nothing but genuine concern in her blue eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
With Gen, I learned early on that letting my guard down was dangerous. My ex-girlfriend would use my emotions against me to manipulate me into doing what she wanted.
Open some official social media accounts. Get more followers. Let’s do a collab. Propose to me on the reality show.
“I didn’t know what to do to get Genevieve to get the message that I was done with her.
I thought breaking up with her was enough.
But since we had been on and off from the beginning, she thought it was just temporary.
I thought seeing me with a different woman every night would send a clear message, but nothing worked.
Once I realized that, and the novelty wore off, I realized something else. ”
Talia is listening, hanging onto every word. “What was that?”
“Meaningless hookups aren’t all that they’re made out to be. I much prefer this.” I pull her closer, snuggling to her.
Talia giggles as I nuzzle her neck and softly bite the pulse point there. “You prefer to cuddle?”
It’s my turn to chuckle, but I’m a little nervous that this might be too much for her. “What if I do?”
She hugs me tighter. “There’s nothing wrong with that. I like it too. I’ve never cuddled with anyone like this before. Naked.”
That strange feeling rears its head again. It’s possessiveness, but there’s something else too. Something more. “That’s ok. I’m your boyfriend, so I should be your naked cuddle buddy by default.”
It isn’t lost on me that I leave out the part where this is fake.
“After how amazing you just made me feel, I think you got the job.” Talia smiles.
And she doesn’t correct me. She doesn’t point out that this is fake.
“So, speaking about feeling amazing, what about that condom? Can you check if you have one?”
“Why?”
Cuddling brought out her confident side, but my question causes her to blush again. “You’re supposed to give me sex lessons.” She points out. “I thought we would… you know?”
Fuck. This woman is going to be the death of me. “It doesn’t matter if I have condoms or not, baby. I can make you come again if you want, but I think we should keep things simple for today.”
That was the wrong thing to say.
She immediately tries to push me away, trying to put space between us. “Oh. You don’t want to have sex with me? I’m sorry, I thought… I don’t know what I thought.”
I resist her attempt to scoot away from me, tightening my hold on her. “Wait. What the heck are you talking about? Of course I want to have sex with you. And by the way, I had my mouth all over you. That counts as sex.”
She doesn’t look me in the eye. “But you just said you don’t want to fuck me.”
Jesus. There’s a part of me that would want nothing but to show her how wrong she is. “Believe me, you couldn’t be more wrong.” I take her hand and guide it to the front of my underwear where I’m still harder than steel. “See? That isn’t someone who doesn’t want to have sex with you.”
She shakes her head. “But then why not?”
“Because you haven’t done it before and I have to leave to go to practice in one hour. I want your first time to feel special, baby. I’m not going to rush it.”
Talia still looks skeptical. “Are you sure that it isn’t because you don’t want to fuck me and you don’t know how to say that without hurting my feelings?”
I press her hand harder against my cock and it pulses under her touch.
“Seriously, baby. I’ve never been so fucking hard in my life.
Right now I want to fuck you more than I want to win a Stanley Cup in the future; it’s that bad.
I just want to have time to worship every inch of your body.
And I don’t think your first time should be a quickie between classes.
I want to take you on a proper date. Somewhere where my teammates can’t hear you screaming my name. ”
She sighs as the tension begins to leave her shoulders. “I thought you said the walls were pretty thick in this house.”
“Yeah, but I need to be sure. When I fuck that perfect pussy, I’m going to make you come so many times that the whole campus might hear you.”
Talia giggles, finally appeased. “Fine. We don’t want to shock the whole campus.”
I tuck a lock of her silky blonde hair behind her ear. “There’s also something else I need to know before I ask you on that date.” I admit.
“What is it?”
I brace myself for her answer even before I uttered the question.
“Are you sure you want your first time to be with me? I can show you everything else and it’ll be enough to make any man lose their mind for you.
And before you think that I’m saying this because I don’t want you, it’s not that.
I just don’t want you to regret it one day. ”
To regret me.
Talia
Macklin Shayba is a total surprise.
My crush on him was based on his undeniably good looks. His easy, slightly cocky smile and charming personality only added fuel to the fire of my infatuation.
And now this.
Not only did he make me come, showing me that there was nothing wrong with me. Since we made our deal, he’s been nothing but kind, attentive, and considerate.
When I agreed to help him show Gen that he has moved on, I never expected that my crush on him would grow exponentially.
The truth is that since he arrived on campus three years ago; he replaced my favorite actors or rock stars in my fantasies.
And that was before I felt his mouth on every part of me.
Macklin is one of the most popular men on campus, but the consensus is that he’s hot and the best player on our team. But he’s considered like the typical jock. Full of himself, vain, arrogant, smug.
He’s nothing like that. Now that I’m spending more time with him, I’m discovering a new side to him.
Macklin Shayba is funny, generous, sweet, and extremely considerate.
I’m probably crazy, but that makes me hesitate for a second when he asks me if I’m sure that I want my first time to be with him.
The answer is a resounding yes. It would literally be a dream come true. What makes me hesitate is that this is becoming more dangerous than I thought it would be.
If Macklin had been the cocky hockey god, the bad boy everyone thinks he is, I wouldn’t be so scared. Scared of falling for him so hard that when we’ve achieved our goals and our deal ends, I’ll be heartbroken.
While being his girlfriend might be fake, the way I feel every time he looks at me or he touches me is anything but.
And then there’s also Becks. I still like him. He still causes my pulse to quicken and a swarm of restless butterflies in my stomach.
Aside from his devastatingly handsome face and strong, athletic body, I can’t forget how easy it was to talk to him. The night we met, by the time we said goodbye in front of my parents’ apartment, it felt like we’d known each other forever.
Is it possible to feel this strongly about two men? Or is the fact that I have feelings for both of them proof that none of these feelings are true? They sure feel true to me.
I guess the only way to find out is to see this deal with Macklin through, and only time will tell what happens with Becks.
The only thing that’s at risk is my heart. But isn’t that always the case when it comes to love?
“No, Macklin.” I answer honestly. “I want it to be with you. I trust you.”
The worried look in his eyes disappears, replaced by a smile. “Yeah?”
I trace the line of his perfect jaw with my fingers. “Yeah.”
“Then let me do this right, baby. Please.”
I nod. “Ok. But we still have a problem.”
Macklin looks slightly confused. “We do?”
“Mhm.” I close my fingers around the base of his cock, through his underwear. “We need to do something about this. You made me feel so good, and I can’t leave you high and dry.”
“What did you have in mind?” He asks.
I grab the waistband of his boxer briefs. “I would love to return the favor. I might not be very good at blowjobs, so you could give me your feedback.”
Something passes in his blue eyes as they darken to that stormy gray I’ve noticed whenever something bothers him. “Sure. If it’s for academic purposes, I’ll give you feedback.”
His cock springs free once I take his underwear off. “Holy shit.” I bite out.
“What?” He’s still looking at me as if something was wrong.
“Nothing, it’s just… I’ve only ever seen one dick in real life and yours is… bigger.” Way, way bigger.
Whatever was bothering Macklin seems to evaporate like a popsicle under the sun. “Really?”
I lick my lips and he tracks the movement, his eyes darkening again. “Really. It’s also really pretty.”
“Baby,” he groans, pulsing when I wrap my hand around the base. “It’s a dick. It can’t be pretty.”
I feel my way up his shaft, traveling all the way to the tip and then back down. “What I mean is that I like the way it looks. Pink, and hard, and the skin on the head is so silky.”
He pulses again. “I’m glad you like what you see.”
I really, really do. I’m not sure how I should start this, so I just swirl my tongue right under the head.
Macklin moans, his shaft hardens even more in my hand.
I do it again, and this time the muscles of his lower stomach tense up.
“Talia, baby, I’m about to… oh, fuck.”
I lift my face to ask him what’s wrong, but it’s quite obvious as the first rope of white cum takes me by surprise and lands on my cheek.
The next one hits my collarbone and trickles down between my breasts.
“I’m sorry. Oh my fucking God,” Macklin half-says, half-moans as more cum shoots out of him.
“Don’t be.” I’m almost as breathless as he is. “This is really hot.” I aim his cock slightly lower, so the rest of his release ends up on my tits.
His cock keeps pulsing in my hand even after there’s no more cum.
We look at each other for a long moment.
“Are you sure that didn’t bother you?” He asks.
I shake my head. “No. It was hot. I love the way you look when you come. And it felt good on my skin. Warm.”
It’s been a few years since that awkward blow job in high school, and the guy had warned me, and he had blown his load on some paper tissues.
Curiosity gets the best of me, and I gather the cum on my cheek with my fingers, bringing it to my mouth. “Hmm.”
Macklin’s eyes darken again. But this time he doesn’t look annoyed. “Fuck. If I hadn’t just come, I swear looking at you tasting me like that would make me go off like a firework show.”
“You taste salty.” I inform him. “I think I like it.”
He leans over, gathering some of the cum on my tits with his fingers and bringing them to my mouth like I just did.
He utters a string of curses as he watches me lick his fingers clean. “Jesus, Talia.” He grabs my face with both hands and crushes his lips to mine.
He kisses me hard, stroking my tongue with his until we’re both breathless.
“I just want you to know,” his voice is a deep, gravelly rasp.
“That no one has ever made me come that fast. And never by just licking me. I’m sorry for not lasting a little longer.
You’re just way too hot and… What I mean is that when I do fuck you, it isn’t going to be over in a few seconds. I swear.”
I kiss him again, slowly this time. “You have nothing to apologize about. But we’ll have to do it again soon so you can tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”
Macklin pulls me against his chest. His heart is beating loudly and a little fast in his chest. “We can do it as many times as you want, Talia. To be honest with you, different men might like slightly different things when it comes to this. But as long as you don’t bite someone’s dick off, there are no bad blowjobs.
My favorite thing about right now is that it didn’t feel like you were doing it just because you thought I expected it. ”
“I wasn’t. I really wanted to make you feel good, and I loved what we did.”
His smile widens. “Enthusiasm is always a plus, baby.”
A blaring sound makes me jump. “What’s that? It sounds like a fire alarm.”
“It might as well be,” Macklin groans. “It’s my alarm. It means that I need to leave in the next twenty minutes if I don’t want to be late to practice. Coach Harrison hates tardiness.”
“I’ve heard all about how strict your coach is and about his legendary punishments.” I leave the warmth of his arms so I can get dressed. “And now that you’re team captain, you need to lead by example.”
Macklin gets up too. “You have no idea how nice it is that you understand that.” He says, coming to hug me from behind. “Gen would have thought it was an excuse not to spend time with her. And I’m sorry for bringing her up. It’s just…”
I turn around in his arms. “I get it, don’t worry.”
“Wait a sec,” he says when I start picking up my clothes from his bedroom floor.
He slips into a pair of sweatpants and runs out of his room to return a few moments later with a wet washcloth.
Rather than offering it to me to clean the cum that is starting to dry on my chest, Macklin asks. “May I?”
With the gentlest touch in the world, he wipes my chest clean.
“I would have offered you a shower,” he whispers.
“But I share a bathroom with two other teammates. And you never know who might come home on their way to practice. The bathroom lock is broken, and I don’t want anyone barging in on you. ”
I love how considerate he is. “Thank you, Macklin. I can take a shower when I get home. I’m working tonight so I have to go get changed, anyway.”