Page 18 of Just A Little Magic

I used the social anxiety excuse with all of them. It covered enough area that I didn’t feel like I was lying. Claiming to be introverted wasn’t a complete fib, but I never explained the details of the anxiety.

Now, not a damn thing mattered because I was lying next to the man I’d wanted since the day we met and loved since the day after. His body radiated heat even through our clothes, and my back felt the flames of it. His hand on my hip burned his mark into my skin. I wanted to feel it forever, but the next best thing was to pretend to be asleep so I could soak in the warmth for a moment longer.

It occurred to me that Bear couldn’t be upset if I was asleep and scooted back for more warmth. If I was sleeping, then it wasn’t my fault. Boom. Done.

Each tiny movement was followed by a held breath, hoping and praying he wouldn’t wake up until I was close enough to feel his enormous body against the planes of my back. After each adjustment, I double-checked his breathing to ensure it remained steady and deep.

“Babe, you’re taking forever,” Barrett’s gravelly voice murmured directly into my ear.

With a yelp, I was hauled fully into his embrace. He tucked me under his chin, arranged my body to be mashed into his,and slipped his arm under my own and across my chest. The heat that had only been a tease was now direct contact. The best—potentially worst—part was the hard cock nestled directly in the curve of my ass.

Oh, sweet baby gays, this was the best wakeup I’d had in my entire life. Hands down, no comparison. Behind me, Barrett’s hard cock twitched against me and grew more firm. My own dick was already rock hard in my slacks, and I reached down to grasp it. A squeeze through the fabric offered me some relief, but not enough. I was deciding what to do when I felt a pair of lips ghost across the nape of my neck. Christ on a cracker, I wanted this to last.

“Baby Boy, you’re gonna make me come in my jeans like I’m back in high school,” Bear growled, grinding his hips against my ass. My cock leaked in response. “Can I touch you?”

I gave an emphatic nod because if I actually spoke, it might end. Bear’s giant hand made quick work of smoothing up from my hip and under my shirt to cross over my torso. I bit back a moan when his fingers found my nipples. His nimble fingers alternated between pinching them into hard points and smoothing over them with the pads of his fingers. My hips bucked in response.

Behind me, Bear sucked in a shaky breath before returning to my neck. His tongue traced a delicate path to my earlobe, which he pulled into his mouth with a gentle suck. My moans sounded loud in my ears. Bear’s chuckle shook his whole chest.

“Baby, I need to taste you,” Barrett said, turning me onto my back.

His mouth settled against mine and his tongue demanded entry. Each stroke dipped farther into the recess of my mouth and sent flames through my veins. His hand moved from my chest to cradle the back of my head. Our kiss turned frenzied asour tongues tangled with each other. At the scrape of his prickly skin against my chin, a realization hit me.

This was real. I was kissing Barrett.

AndBarrett was kissing me back.

I wasn’t sure exactly how this happened, but there was a damn good chance that once we got out of this bed, whatever magic spell had been cast over us would be gone. Our real lives would insert themselves once again.

When facing the bear, I’d told myself I didn’t want to die a virgin. I’d already discovered what it was like to have a Daddy care for me. Now I could know what sex felt like. Hell yes, I was going to take the chance.

I promised myself we’d return to our best-friend status tomorrow. Today, I just needed Bear to fuck me. I may not have had an actual person in me, but I’d used plenty of toys. The fantasy that had followed me for years was finally close to coming true.

I finally broke away because my lungs burned from lack of air. My chest heaved and a shiver raced through me when I realized Bear was just as affected. His finger traced a path across my cheek and then my lips. He touched me like I was something precious to him. I might regret the aftermath, but I’d never be sorry that my first, maybe only, sexual experience would be with him.

“We don’t have to do anything, baby.”

Barrett’s voice was soft. This place felt so far away from the outside world. It would be enough for me. It had to be enough for me.

“I want to, but, Bear, you have to promise me something.” I pulled away just a little, even though my body screamed in protest of not feeling his weight grounding me. “You have to promise this won’t change anything. You will still be my bestfriend. If this will ruin us, I will force myself out of this bed. I won’t give you up.”

“Listen to me. You willneverlose me. I don’t know exactly what we’re doing, but it will be okay.”

His words were punctuated with kisses across the bridge of my nose and my cheeks. His cock nudged against my thigh, and I squirmed involuntarily against him. His heavy breath soothed me. I might not have done this before, but Bear hadn’t noticed yet. He captured my mouth with a soft kiss. His tongue slipped between my parted lips and explored all the secret places in my mouth.

I’d dreamed of this exact moment since we’d met, and the reality was so much better than I’d expected. My decision was the right one. He loved me. And I loved him in more ways than he reciprocated. I wasn’t leaving this bed until my V-card had been obliterated.

“Don’t you think you’re wearing too many clothes?” I asked as I plucked at his shirt buttons in what I hoped was a gentle hint.

Barrett’s smile against my mouth told me my attempt at subtlety was a failure.

“I’m not trying to rush you or anything, but yeah, if you’d like to get a move on, that’d be great, thanks.”

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, the recriminations started. If I wanted to get fucked, I needed to shut the hell up.

“Is that so, little one?” he asked with a hint of a smile. “What is it you’re in a hurry to have happen?” Barrett paused to nibble a line around my throat. The earlier shivers returned with a vengeance. “Do you want something in particular?”

His fingers traced the shell of my ear and down my throat. His hands smoothed my shirt before they found their way under it. When I felt his bare hands on my skin, I gasped fromthe shock. When his hands stopped exploring, I covered them with my own and urged him to continue.

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