He shakes his head, his eyes lingering on my chest. “No, no problem. Those could never be a problem.”
I smile and push his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, reaching quickly for the bottom of his T-shirt and pulling it over his head. Holy shit. My breathing picks up as I run my hands over the sharp outline of his chest and down to his abs, tracing the lines of his six-pack. Or eight pack? Jesus. Never have I ever seen or touched a body like this. He’s hard and defined, but his skin is smooth and it tenses as I graze over every inch of it.
“You’re so beautiful,” I say softly, licking my lips as I begin tugging at his belt. A soft laugh causes me to look up.
“Can I please be something a little more manly? Beautiful should only be reserved for you.” He brushes the back of his hands up my stomach and trails the underside of my breasts.
“Handsome then? Superbly handsome?” I smile up at him and he nods, the corner of his lips curling up.
His thumbs run over my erect nipples. Fuck the slow touching. I need him now. My fingers spring to life and I unbutton and unzip him quickly, pushing his pants and boxers down, and stagger back at the sight of his erection. Yup, just as massive as I remember. A crazy thought enters my mind as he pulls his shoes and socks off, stepping out of his pants. Not crazy, fucking insane. But before I can think where the hell this thought came from, my mouth opens.
“I’m not sleeping with anybody else,” I say quickly, my eyes running over his naked body. His waist is narrow, the prominent V staring me right in the face. Long muscular legs run on for miles. Even his feet are perfect. Jesus, his body is deadly. I glance up at him and see his expression. He’s watching me, studying me. “I just, I know this is just sex and nothing else, but I’m not going to be sleeping with anyone but you.” I’m talking so fast, I’m unsure if he’s catching any of what I’m saying. Where the fuck is this coming from? “I want to be monogamously casual, or casually monogamous. Fuck, is that even a saying? I don’t know. We don’t have to be. I mean, if you want to sleep with other women, then that’s fine. But if you don’t—”
“Dylan.”
“I’m sorry.” I cover my face and feel completely mortified, but I don’t stop. It’s like word vomit at this point. “It’s just, I want to feel you. Just you. I’ve never done it without a condom before and I’m clean. I’ve only been with one other guy, and we always used protection. And I’ve been on birth control for years.” Fucking hell, I’m an idiot. “Christ, never mind. Forget I said anything. I’ll go grab a condom out of my purse.” I drop my hands and turn to walk toward the entryway where I dropped my purse in the heat of passion. His hand grips my wrist and stops me.
“Why are you so nervous all of a sudden? We’ve already had sex and you’ve had two orgasms tonight already. You should be completely relaxed with me.”
I look anywhere but his face. Yearning to touch his chest, his broad shoulders, and his cut arms. I feel his hand on my chin as he lifts it to meet his eyes. “I don’t know, you’re naked.” I motion to the wonder that stands before me. His tight body is definitely making my brain scramble. “I’m having trouble thinking straight.”
He muffles his laugh. “Relax. I was sleeping with someone else up until the wedding, but I ended it. It wasn’t serious anyway. I don’t usually do serious.” Okay, that made sense. “I think monogamously casual is a saying, and if that’s what you want to be, then that’s what we’ll be.” He pauses and I step closer to him, granting him access to my body. He snakes his arms around my waist and holds me against him, skin to skin. The sensation warms me instantly. “And I’ve always used condoms. Always. If this is what you want and you’re sure—”
I brush my lips lightly against his, cutting him off mid-sentence. “It can’t just be what I want. If you don’t—”
“Dylan, of course I want it too. Do you think I haven’t thought about it?” His hand comes up and strokes my cheek as I trace the outline of his chest. His face is completely serious, and I’m suddenly grateful for my extreme case of verbal diarrhea.