Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I’m wiping myself down when a book catches my eye. I don’t recognize it, and it’s not one of the thrillers that fill his living room bookshelf. The cover catches my attention because of the rainbow theme. Picking it up, I read the blurb on the back, and my lips quirk.
Rainn reads … LGBTQ fiction?
I start reading but don’t get far.
“You going to shower, or …”
I didn’t register the shower turning off, and in a panic, I jump and drop the book. “Umm …”
Rainn’s wearing only a towel and holding another out for me. “Ah. Found my hidden collection, huh?”
“Is this because of me?”
Rainn shakes his head and looks away. “I read them when I started at V and V. I figured a little knowledge about the community would be useful if I was going to work in it.”
I purse my lips. “Did you enjoy them?”
“They were … okay. I guess I didn’t really connect to them, like they weren’t relatable to me.” Rainn shrugs. “Maybe I should read them again now. I might see them from a new perspective.”
“Your perception has changed?”
Rainn hums. “It’s definitely one of those things where I had to experience it myself to really understand.”
“And do you? Understand it?”
“Not even fucking close.” He grins. “You want a shower?”
“Uh, yeah. Thanks.” I reach for the towel, but he doesn’t let it go.
Instead, he pulls me closer and kisses me again. It’s soft and slow, a lot more tender than the needy way he was kissing me before.
I’m definitely not going to leave now. I want his lips on me as many times as possible tonight, while he’s still into this.
The way he’s acting, kissing me and saying he wants more, chances are he won’t change his mind tomorrow, but I think until he really figures himself out, I will always have that doubt. Maybe I don’t need him to label it, but I do need him to say this isn’t experimenting or doing me a favor to get my virginity out of the way. That it’s not chasing a good feeling merely because it’s new and a novelty.
I force myself to pull away but then shower super fast, worried Rainn will be asleep when I get out, but he’s not.
He’s in bed, still shirtless, and my gaze gets stuck on his broad shoulders and hard pecs. The dark hair on his chest isn’t a forest or anything, but that tiny bit might be making drool fall from my mouth a little.
My cock tents the towel wrapped around me, and I’m majorly disappointed when Rainn leans up on his elbow and the sheet falls below his waist, showing off that he’s wearing sweats. There’s a folded pair on the end of the bed too.
“They for me?” I ask.
“If you want them. I figured your boxers are … messy.”
I snort. “Yeah, they are.”
I hesitate before dropping the towel. After what we just did, I shouldn’t be self-conscious, but I am.
Rainn smiles. “I’ve seen a million dicks before, dude.”
“This isn’t a locker room.”
“Would you like me to close my eyes?” he taunts.
“No, I’m good.” I’m just going to be completely naked for the first time in front of a guy I hooked up with.
Achievement unlocked.
I drop the towel and get dressed probably quicker than is considered normal, and Rainn chuckles as I climb into bed next to him. He’s on his back, his arms held out to pull me close. As I curl into his side, I can’t help thinking how natural this is.
I lick my lips. “Can I ask you something?”
“You can ask me anything.”
“You … you seem pretty comfortable with this.”
“Orgasm.”
“Oh. Okay.”
He pulls away so he can stare down at me. “Was that the wrong answer?”
“I thought maybe it was a good sign, seeing as I’m a guy, and … you know.”
Rainn kisses the side of my head. “I have some pretty crazy news for you. Shocking, even.”
“Mm?”
“Cuddling with you is really not that much different than cuddling with a woman.”
“Hey. I’m a big, masculine hockey player.”
Rainn laughs. “That’s not what I meant. This doesn’t feel like some Big Gay Experience™. It’s like anyone else I’ve ever been with. And that’s … surprising. It’s not living up to my expectations in an unexpected way.”
“So, no freak-out?”
“Not yet.”
Yet.
That’s the word that scares me the most.
Dragging myself away from Rainn’s warm body at dark o’clock in time to get home is difficult, and it’s only made more difficult by Rainn refusing to acknowledge I’m leaving.
He’s a fucking heavy sleeper.
It’s way too much like a walk of shame trying to sneak out without waking him, so I find a pen and paper in his kitchen and write him a note.
Tried to wake your lazy ass up, but you’re dead to the world.
See you this weekend? –W
I hesitate before leaving the note, but, eh, if he wants me to stop showing up at the bar, it’s up to him to tell me. I drop the paper on the pillow and lean over the bed to kiss his cheek.