Bex hesitated for a moment. She closed her eyes , delicately. She supposed this was his something. She gave him a deep sigh.
"All right, I'm coming," Bex said.
Was he really that good? Really? Just expecting her to drop everything for him. She didn't want to think about it. She just did.
First it was going through the motions. She undressed. He was lathering up in the shower. He gave her an impish grin when she got in. He lathered her up too. He let the wash sponge drop then and touched her sides and kissed her. Their wet skin touched, and his kisses knew what she liked. That was just it, he knew what she liked.
And she craved that about him. Bex wasn't strong enough to resist it. She always assumed he was more of a giver than a taker, but what if it was she who was doing all the giving, and she didn't even know it.
OK, by the time they got to the bed, she knew he was giving her what she'd hoped for as his lips kissed her belly and even lower, unlocking any apprehension she might of had before. It was so easy for him to nudge inside her, to excite her. Maybe she was just too easy she thought, maybe not, as she some how succumb to his mouth even the touch of his face next to her. And then when it turned into something so devine. A real orgasm. Her eyes suddenly went wide open.
What if I'm gay, she thought. Her skin pricked so and then he was ready for more. Shoving his hardself inside her. Making the bed even shake. Her head slid into the headboard.
"Ow." She let out a yelp.
Now the real games began. It was more like Twister the game sometimes, than real sex. Legs jumbled up. Strange positions, sitting up, looking at each other.
"What do you mean thats not comfortable?" He said.
"Well, its not."
"Just wait, you have to give it time."
"How much time?"
"I don't have a watch."
It was almost dark by the time it was over.
"You got any money for a pizza?" He then asked.
She just shrugged with her back turned to him still in bed, wrapped in the sheets. Bex was tired. Dayton dug into her wallet for some money.