“Dance. Definitely dance.”
We kept dancing. If you could call it dancing. It was more like sex with our clothes on. I tried not to let myself give into him, but he had a way with his hands that made my whole body succumb to his. When the lights turned on in the club I couldn’t believe it was already 2 AM and time to go.
John went up to the bar and got my sweater back from the girl behind it, along with two bottles of water. I swore she gave me an evil glare when she was giving it to him, but it could have been my imagination.
He sauntered back over, a glimmer of sweat on his forehead, but he still looked absolutely fuckable. I wanted him so bad. Over the clothes and third base was one thing, but I had to stop myself from sleeping with him. That was probably frowned upon right before cancer surgery. Especially when sex was the cause of my cancer.
“Ready, Red?” He took my hand and we walked out of the club. The November air was refreshing compared to the stuffy heat of the bar.
“My place or yours?” he asked.
“Well, my mom and sister are coming in early tomorrow.”
“I can be out early. Before they get there.” He grinned.
“Um.” I chewed on my bottom lip. “I don’t know how to say this, but I don’t think we should have sex tonight,” I said in a voice barely above a whisper, hoping that nobody heard me.
He tilted his head back, laughing slightly, which of course caused people to look in our direction. The heat rose up to my cheeks. I shouldn’t have been embarrassed since he just fingered me in a very public place and I was okay with that. But I just didn’t want the whole world to know I was talking about sex out on the street.
“Don’t worry, Red, as much as I’d like to rip that silky thing off of you and see it on my bedroom floor in the morning, I’ll respect what you want.” He said it so nonchalantly. Like it wasn’t a big deal.
“Oh, uh, well. Okay then.”
He squeezed my hand. “But if you don’t mind. I’m kind of a cuddle slut and would prefer your queen sized bed instead of the tiny ass thing they make me sleep in at the house.”
I raised an eyebrow, unsure of how to answer.
“I promise to be out before your mom and sister are there.”
He was serious. The look in his eyes was pleading. What did this beautiful boy want with me?
“Okay. I guess.” I let out a deep breath.
“Awesome.”
John kept his arm around me, my head pressed to his chest the entire cab ride. Between all the dancing and other things that happened on the dance floor, I kept going between an adrenaline surge to feeling like I’d fall asleep at any moment. And I’d be sleeping with John. Not the most friendly thing in the world, but the guy made me forget about my “just friends” rule.
When we got to my apartment John paid the driver and then followed me to my door.
“Damn, now that I can finally see your ass in those jeans, I’d have to say it’s an awesome view.”
“John!” I put my finger to my lips, briefly looking back at him before I put my key in the door. “You’re going to wake up my neighbors.”
He pressed against my back, sliding his arms around my waist before his lips were at my ear. “I can think of a better way to wake them up.”
Before I could respond, I pushed the door open and we burst into the living room. John moved his arms from around my waist and followed me inside. I whipped around and looked at him, trying to keep my voice stern.“John, I want you. You know that. But can we please not have sex tonight? I just don’t think I can. And it’s probably not the best idea with my surgery on Monday.”
He took a few steps toward me, his eyes locked on mine. “Red, as bad as I want you too, I’m not here to have sex with you. I want to sleep with you. Next to you. I want to lay in that bed with you and wake up to your beautiful face in the morning. Can we do that or is it too much and you need to kick me out?”
I exhaled and couldn’t hide the smile that spread across my face. Damn him for making me fall so hard. I kept telling myself I shouldn’t be with him and then he would go and say something like that. “Yeah, that’s fine. But I need to get ready for bed, so you can watch TV or something if you want while I do that.”
I turned around, thinking he would make himself comfortable on the couch, but instead he followed me to the bathroom. I stared at his reflection behind me in the mirror. “Um, do you need to use it first?”
“No…” He rubbed the back of his neck. “But if you have an extra toothbrush, that’d be great.”
“Oh, yeah. Totally.” I opened my medicine cabinet and pulled out an open pack of toothbrushes, handing him the blue one.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”
I put the other one back in the cabinet and then pulled out the toothpaste, handing it to him when I was done. I was used to sharing a bathroom with my sister, but never a guy. It was amazing how comfortable it felt to brush my teeth alongside him. The guy that was just giving me an orgasm only two hours before. We took turns using the sink and he made silly faces in the mirror at me the entire time.
When he was done he rinsed off his toothbrush and put it in the holder next to mine. “For next time.”
“Next time?” I raised my eyebrows.
“You don’t think this is a onetime thing, do ya, Red?”
“I guess we’ll see if you’re still saying that after tonight.”
“I’m sure I will be.” He kissed the top of my head. “As long as you keep this silky thing on when you come into bed. I kinda like it.” His fingertips brushed against the thin material above my belly button briefly before he stepped out of the bathroom.
After I washed my face, I thought about putting on my pajamas. I even hovered my hand over them, but instead I decided to be brave. I sucked in a deep breath and kicked off my heels then slipped off my jeans. I was left only in my thin cami and the matching lace panties. The closest thing I’d been to naked in front of John.
I stepped out of the bathroom and the only light came from the lamp beside my bed. John was already under the covers, his shirt off and his hands behind his head, which accentuated his muscles.
His grin widened when he saw me. “Damn, Red. Can you ever stop being so gorgeous?”
My cheeks felt hot as I scampered into bed and slipped under the covers. His body was warm, like a furnace and I hoped he wasn’t completely naked under the blankets because I wasn’t sure how to handle it if he was. Though I was curious about what I’d felt through his jeans, I wasn’t ready to tackle it. Yet. “You’re such a charmer.”
He slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. I pressed my stomach against his side and put my arms around him. I was relieved when I felt the fabric of his boxer briefs on my leg. “I speak the truth. I only wish you’d realize how beautiful you are.”
I let out a deep breath and reached over, turning off the lamp. “You’re just saying that because I’m letting you spend the night.”
He lightly kissed my lips. “I’d say it no matter what. You’re stunning. You have everything that any guy could want in a girl and you don’t even realize it.” His eyes met mine and he tucked my hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my cheek.
I didn’t know what to say to the guy that could leave me breathless so instead I just kissed him. This wasn’t our usual urgent, rough kisses, but a sweet, gentle one. His tongue teased mine with a soft caress and his lips barely grazed mine. His hands trailed down my back until he was cupping my ass in them. The thin material of my panties made it easy to feel the warm touch of his hands on me.
I thought there would be some more hand roaming, maybe round the bases, but that was as far as his hands moved. All his attention was focused on our kiss until he gently pulled his lips from mine, smiling. “As much as I want to do nothing but kiss you, I promised you we wouldn’t have sex tonight and if we keep doing this, I don’t think I can control myself.”