Page 52 of Homestead

“I don’t…” I clear my throat and start again, speaking very softly. “I don’t want to be babied.”

“I get that. I’m not gonna treat you like a kid. But you’re not on your own anymore. You’re my woman now. That means it’s my job to protect you. You gotta let me do that.”

His words aren’t emotional or romantic or even particularly intimate. They’re blunt and matter-of-fact.

But they make my insides clench anyway. They make me want to wriggle and squirm. “I… I know.”

My answer seems to satisfy him. He lets out a sigh and reaches out to pull me against him. When I burrow into him, he must sense my neediness because he tightens his arms and pulls me over so I’m lying on top of him.

We stay in the urgent embrace for a long time until the anxious fluttering inside me finally settles. By then Jimmy’s cock has hardened against my middle. He’s not making any moves. He’s clearly assumed we’re not having sex tonight. But the feel of his erection sparks a different kind of neediness inside me.

I start to kiss my way down his chest, but he stops me by pulling me up and rolling us both over so he’s on top.

“What are you doing?” I ask, confused and flustered by the sudden move. “I was going to?—”

“I know what you were gonna do, but we’re not doin’ that tonight.”

“Why not?” I’m honestly not sure if it means we’re not doing the blow job we normally start with or if we’re not having sex at all.

“If you want me to fuck you, we can do it this way.” He’s shifted so he’s positioned between my legs, which have fallen open automatically to make room for him.

“Okay.” I don’t have to understand in order to accept his decision. If there’s anything he doesn’t want to do in the bedroom, I’ll never try to push or pressure him into it.

I know he loves for me to suck his cock, so whatever is happening right now is not a slight against the way I please him. He wants something different tonight.

And I just want to feel him inside me.

He teases my breasts until my pussy is wet and pliant and then edges his cock inside me, holding himself up on his forearms so his full weight isn’t resting on top of me.

He stares down at me as he starts to thrust. It feels good. Safe. Familiar.

He’s Jimmy, and he belongs on top of me, inside me, against me. He belongs here. No one else does.

“Is this okay?” he asks, already slightly breathless. His pelvis is rocking, steady and gentle—not pumping fast and hard like he sometimes does.

“Yeah.” I bend my knees up around his hips. One of my hands is clutching at his hair, and the other is hooked around the back of his neck. “This is good. This is what I need.”

He makes a throaty sound and jerks his head to the side. His thrusting speeds up for a few seconds before he slows it back down.

He’s big and solid above me. Strong and warm and human. He’s breathing in fast pants now. He’s tensing up, already close to coming.

I squeeze around him with my pussy, making him huff. “You can come, Jimmy. I’m not going to get there.”

It’s true. I’m filled with good feelings, but none of them are an orgasm. It’s more about feeling safe and sheltered and cared for.

“I can wait.” He slows himself down again, his features twisting in effort.

“You don’t need to wait. I don’t want to come tonight. I can’t… I can’t focus enough. I just wanted this, and you gave it to me. So now you can come.”

He holds out for another couple of minutes but then falls out of rhythm with a rough groan. He yanks his cock out of my pussy at the very last moment and then squeezes it between our bodies as he comes.

He always pulls out. Every single time, even the nights of my period when there’s little chance of my getting pregnant. Tonight is the first time he seems to have barely managed it in time.

I love the helplessness of his shaking. The way he gasps and moans as he works through the spasms of his release. The way he loses his strength afterward and falls on top of me before he can manage to roll us over on his side.

I hold on to him for a long time and feel better than I have all day.

Eventually Jimmy says, “You really okay?”

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