For just_muse_me | 23.5.4 An awkard moment
Co-written with tacticalmind
[Bendy time, happens the morning after THIS but before THIS and THIS]
Rob woke quickly, suddenly, which did sometimes happen when he had been sleeping deeply. He was disoriented and it took a few moments to try and realise where the hell he was. It was during that process that he realised he wasn't alone in bed and he was being watched intently. Ohhh, that's right. He definitely wasn't alone. He remembered that fact when he had woken up in the middle of the night to the darkened room after the extremely hot sex he and Leila had after going back to her apartment. Actually it was more like three rounds of hot sex before the exhaustion finally claimed him and he gave into the sleepy urge. He never slept right through the night these days and woke after probably some disrupted dreams he couldn't remember once he was awake. He had been naked in bed with Leila and fought a small wave of panic at the fact before forcing himself to relax again and go back to sleep.
And now it was morning, if the light coming through the gaps in the curtains were anything to go by. He was curled up on his side with the covers bunched under his arm and the slight breeze suggested he had been sleeping with his butt hanging out the side of the bed. Oh man, that was not cool. His tongue rested momentarily between his lips before he smiled sleepily with an air of awkwardness. "Hey..." he greeted her, his voice husky from sleep as he tried to casually reach behind him to fix the covers into some more discreet form.
"Hey," Leila greeted him back, her voice just as husky. She'd been awake for a little while, but working in the bar, the three rounds of sex, and feeling a little groggy affected her voice all the same. She held up a hand, indicating for him to wait a moment as she turned to reach out and grab her glasses off the night stand. She turned back to face him, giving him a dorky smile as she laughed. "Sorry, but I wanted to see you as more than a slightly fuzzy shape. I could hop out and put my contacts in, but it's too much effort."
She had woken up curled against Rob, the feeling of his warm naked body next to his something that she'd enjoyed. The snuggle tingle had been right. So had the walk. He was a damn good lay, and a damn good snuggler. A part of her wanted to go back to the snuggling, but now he was awake she had no idea how to initiate it. Especially if he didn't want to.
Rob's inner single guy was trying to force himself through his psyche to remind him not to fart or scratch his balls in company. You could get away with all sorts bunking with nothing but a bunch of guys in the barracks. He used to be such a smooth talker the morning after, too. When he was, like, twenty one. "Did you sleep okay?" he asked, figuring it was a safe launching question. There was also the awkward fact of certain other male morning issues going on under the covers and he wasn't sure if he should roll on his back or not. It was comfortable here anyway and after a moment, he shifted his hand under the covers to rest it on her bare hip.
Leila smiled again, moving close to him after he put his hand on her hip. Her own hand rest on top of the covers, but now it slipped under and rest against his chest. She caught a hint of his morning glory, and hummed softly. "I see you're already standing at attention. Need a little help to be at ease again, Littlerock? And yeah, I slept okay. Pretty well actually."
Rob pressed his lips together and then laughed, rubbing a hand over his face. "Don't talk to it, and it'll go away, I promise," he said with a smirk. "I'm starting to wonder how many military references you are going to manage to come up with knowing me. I think you're already trumping most people's quota in the first twenty four hours." He stretched a little and let his eyes fall closed to indulge in a few moments of sleepy relaxation. "It's a nice place you got here," he noted, eyes opening a little again. He was now actually making an effort to take in the surroundings; something his mind wasn't anywhere near doing the night before.
"I figure if I get them out of my system now, it leaves the rest of this whatever it is reference free. Do I get a prize if I manage to get them all in during the rest of the morning?" Leila watched him, glad she was comfortable enough with him already to just wear her glasses. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her in them before, though. She'd worn them all last night until the sex had started. She leaned in, her lips pressing against his bare shoulder. He still tasted just as good as last night. It was all too tempting to slide her hand down and get to know those extra few inches of him. "It's Luke's. He's a generous guy, and not only gave me a job, but a place to crash. One of the best cousins ever. He shared this apartment with his wife before they got married, and before they made a the stay in Princeton a little more permanent."
Rob wet his lips, trying to fight off the urge to just wrap his leg around her thigh and enter her. That was so wrong. He couldn't be thinking like that or he would drive himself up the wall with a running leap. Yeah, he did actually know how to snuggle and fuck at the same time, but he was practically a divorcee and he didn't know exactly how he was supposed to be feeling right now. He nodded. "Seems we both got lucky with generosity. It's good you've got family close, too. It's gotta help in the long run," he agreed.
"It does," Leila agreed, her feet rubbing against his leg as she tried to work out just how far she could push the snuggle. "Is your family back in Arkansas? They must miss you."
"My folks are. I don't have any siblings. Grandparents in a retirement village in Miami," Rob told her, smirking. "They escaped Littlerock a few years back for the sand and the sun. I don't get to see them much when I'm deployed. I thought I might have a chance to drop in on them a few months back, but that, uh, didn't work out how I thought it would. But they learnt how to be internet savvy when they moved so they could keep in touch. I'm sure they do all miss me. I miss them. They understand, though. They're used to me not being there."
Leila's fingers brushed over his chest and down his arm, and her eyes fixed on his skin as she started to explore his body in the morning light. "My parents are still in Australia like Luke's. I think they're used to me not being there either, even if they're not as internet savvy. It's a lot more phone calls, and the occasional package. Luke and Andy are the closest I have to siblings."
"They're probably pretty protective of you, too. You can't dispute having a tight family like that. A lot of my unit mates have family like that. Always in touch with their family to reassure them they're okay. Distance is never easy, no matter what form it takes." Rob was feeling awkward, and he didn't know how to shake it. It was probably just the morning after thing. So far, neither had attempted to breach the subject of what they did the night before beyond some hints of innuendo. "Should I, um, you know, make a move? You've probably got loads you need to do, rest to catch up on after your busy work night..."
Her fingers paused their exploration of his torso, and she looked at him. "Do I really seem like I want you to go anywhere? I'm sorry if I do. Truth is I wasn't sure how I'd feel this morning. Part of me was scared I would just want to kick out. Last night was... Fuck work, you and me were pretty bloody hot. I don't regret anything. I'm still not sure what comes next, but I don't want you to leave... unless you want to."
Rob held his hand up in the air, his thumb and finger held close together. "I maybe have a wee bit of unresolved guilt deep in my gut, which is stupid. But this is the issues thing. The still married thing, even if it's annihilated. I promise it's not anything to do with you and I gotta deal with it sooner or later." He turned his head on the pillow, meeting her eyes. "I feel a little like I've taken advantage of you," he admitted.
Leila frowned. "How? I'm not the one that's trying to get over a marriage. I feel like maybe I've dragged you into something you weren't ready for, or didn't want. Regardless of your mate's advice. I don't feel taken advantage of. You didn't take anything I wasn't giving." She reached up with her hand to push her messy blonde locks back from her face. "You're separated. You're not cheating."
Rob nodded and then laughed softly. "Ironically, she cheated on me," he revealed wryly. "I think I just have a misguided guilt complex." He rolled back onto his side and shifted closer to her, tucking his knee between her legs. "Do you want to slap me for being infuriating?" he laughed. "I won't mind if you do. The sex was awesome. That's why I felt the whole taking advantage thing. I wanted it. I really wanted it. I haven't had sex in... it would be about ten months now."
Leila frowned, her eyes flashing with anger behind her glasses. She felt this sudden surge of protectiveness towards Rob, and wanted to take his ex down. "Bitch. Sorry, but she is. I get that you going away must be hard, but come the fuck on. She knew what she was getting into, didn't she? Knew that she was marrying an Army guy." She slid her arm over his waist and snuggled close to him. "A little, but I can only imagine how you must be feeling. I don't blame you for being infuriating," she said with a grin. "There's nothing wrong with wanting sex. And I was more than willing to oblige. If it makes you feel any better, you weren't a bit rusty."
"Yeah, the story gets better than even that. You're right, though. She was cheating on me when I was overseas, and she did know what she was getting into. I've been in the army since I finished school. We got married after I returned from my first deployment. I had two more after that before I realised she was cheating on me. I'm just back from my fourth. She more than knew, but pulled the 'I don't want you to die' card on me, complete with tears, to hide the fact she was cheating on me." Rob shook his head with a snort. "I'll try to stop the infuriating, and I think it was just sheer adrenaline and determination fuelling me last night," he laughed.
She smoothed her hand over his arse and smirked. "Makes me wonder what you're capable of with more than just sheer adrenaline and determination fuelling you." Leila kissed a spot just under his jaw. "I still say she's a bitch, and if I ever have the misfortune of meeting her, I'll give her something real to cry about."
"Rolling over and falling asleep?" Rob laughed as he started to let the hang ups fall a little. He was a grown man, almost divorced, trying to find his feet in a new place. Why couldn't he just enjoy this? Sex was fun, and there was no reason he couldn't have it. He probably hadn't had enough of it. That was his problem. "Which I apologise for. I can be guilty of that when I'm tried. It's like a little light in my brain just shuts off and takes my cock with it. I can't see you having problems finding guys to rock your place down all night."
Leila smirked. "I paid for it. Literally. Luke pulled some strings to get me an appointment with the hottest male escort in New York. And he didn't even rock my place down, he rocked a hotel room down. So, you know, I have more problems than you think. Hey, we all need sleep. I'm sure I can just take advantage when your dick salutes the morning."
"You paid..." Rob paused, forehead creasing as he analysed that comment. "Wow," he said with a small laugh, looking at her uncertainly. "Not that there is anything wrong with that! Just, um... wow. Okay, well, at least you had the best, yeah? My small town background is showing here. I'm not completely naive. I'm more wondering why your cousin would have the male escort strings to pull than anything else. He's not running a second business above that bar, is he? Not that is anything wrong with that, either," he added hastily.
Leila pushed her glasses up as she rubbed her eyes and tried to hide her face. "Yeah, wow. Funny how I didn't feel badly about it until I had to tell you. Guess maybe I got some guilt or shame feelings of my own. He was... awesome. But he's... you're..." Leila peeked out from between her fingers. "You were better. I think I like it when there's a connection. Sex is sex, but the connections you can't fake. And my cousin has the connections because apparently Flynn was his wife's rebound horse before she met Luke. He got her over her ex so she could meet and fall in love with my cousin."
Rob bit down on his lip. "Okay..." He wasn't going to try to understand all that. "To each his own, I suppose," he added in amusement. "Sorry, it's just not my cup of tea, but that's only because that side of my life is really boring. I pretty much come from a downright traditional family background. I'm not judging, I promise. I just don't really get it. I'm not sure I would be into sex without something behind it, but then, I said that last night. I just thought my head was all over the place. I need to at least... feel something. And I got cheated on, so sex is a bit of a vulnerable issue for me."
"And I didn't really pay for it, he gave me a freebie. It's just... I don't know. It was a favour. It's still not the same thing, I know. Last night was... it was something else. I liked talking to you, and you had that whole lost puppy thing going and you really, really needed to be ruffled. Plus when you kiss me it's not just for kicks, or whatever." Leila put her glasses back into place, and curled her fingers around Rob's arm as she brought them still closer together. "I'm sorry... I didn't tell you to make you uncomfortable. I don't want to hurt you. So what did you feel?"
"Maybe just a lil bit," Rob admitted but waved his fingers a little. "But it's okay. I don't want you to think you can't be honest. I know it's got to suck even hearing about my ex wife. I don't want to be one of those blokes that can't see anything beyond their ex doing the dirty on them. She's not worth it. I'm not sure what it was I felt yet, just something was there. I just wanted to get to know you. I mean, sure, you were gorgeous and I would be lying if I didn't say sex didn't cross my mind, but that wasn't the only reason I rolled with anything beyond the pretzel. I just wanted you to know that."
Leila smiled, and rolled them so she was on top and her blonde hair fell around them in a tangled curtain. She'd never been particularly good at brushing it, she just made sure it wasn't always a bird's nest. She brushed her lips against his, teasing him before capturing his mouth in a deep kiss. "I wanted to get to know you, too. Talk of ex wife, and all. You don't need to feel like you can't talk about things. Just know that sex is still crossing my mind. You got my attention, Littlerock."
Rob sucked in a sharp breath and his eyes fell closed with a small moan in his throat he couldn't stop. The pressure was right in all the wrong places. His hips weren't going to cooperate, either and he reflexively rocked up against her. "Oh, my brain will work in a moment. Just give me a sec," he breathed, wetting his lips as he opened his eyes again. He had to grip her hips to try and restrict her movement just a little or he wouldn't be accountable for his own actions. "She didn't just cheat on me, she nearly had be executed by court-martial. The joys of military service and an interring wife don't mix. But that's a story for another day."
"So there will be another day?" Leila asked quietly, trying to stay still. It was hard though. Now she was on top, she just wanted to ride him into oblivion.
"Aren't we already in another day?" Rob pointed out, biting down on his lip. He turned his head just a little to see where his strip of condoms were. "I can't deny wanting more, even if it's just baby steps so I don't implode. I think you might even be able to help me deal with some of my issues. The only thing is, there are going to have to be some things we talk about sooner rather than later if we're at least going to see if this is something more than one night." He reached over and snapped up the condoms, dangling them between his fingers. "But not right now," he added with a smile.
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[Bendy time, happens the morning after THIS but before THIS and THIS]
Rob woke quickly, suddenly, which did sometimes happen when he had been sleeping deeply. He was disoriented and it took a few moments to try and realise where the hell he was. It was during that process that he realised he wasn't alone in bed and he was being watched intently. Ohhh, that's right. He definitely wasn't alone. He remembered that fact when he had woken up in the middle of the night to the darkened room after the extremely hot sex he and Leila had after going back to her apartment. Actually it was more like three rounds of hot sex before the exhaustion finally claimed him and he gave into the sleepy urge. He never slept right through the night these days and woke after probably some disrupted dreams he couldn't remember once he was awake. He had been naked in bed with Leila and fought a small wave of panic at the fact before forcing himself to relax again and go back to sleep.
And now it was morning, if the light coming through the gaps in the curtains were anything to go by. He was curled up on his side with the covers bunched under his arm and the slight breeze suggested he had been sleeping with his butt hanging out the side of the bed. Oh man, that was not cool. His tongue rested momentarily between his lips before he smiled sleepily with an air of awkwardness. "Hey..." he greeted her, his voice husky from sleep as he tried to casually reach behind him to fix the covers into some more discreet form.
"Hey," Leila greeted him back, her voice just as husky. She'd been awake for a little while, but working in the bar, the three rounds of sex, and feeling a little groggy affected her voice all the same. She held up a hand, indicating for him to wait a moment as she turned to reach out and grab her glasses off the night stand. She turned back to face him, giving him a dorky smile as she laughed. "Sorry, but I wanted to see you as more than a slightly fuzzy shape. I could hop out and put my contacts in, but it's too much effort."
She had woken up curled against Rob, the feeling of his warm naked body next to his something that she'd enjoyed. The snuggle tingle had been right. So had the walk. He was a damn good lay, and a damn good snuggler. A part of her wanted to go back to the snuggling, but now he was awake she had no idea how to initiate it. Especially if he didn't want to.
Rob's inner single guy was trying to force himself through his psyche to remind him not to fart or scratch his balls in company. You could get away with all sorts bunking with nothing but a bunch of guys in the barracks. He used to be such a smooth talker the morning after, too. When he was, like, twenty one. "Did you sleep okay?" he asked, figuring it was a safe launching question. There was also the awkward fact of certain other male morning issues going on under the covers and he wasn't sure if he should roll on his back or not. It was comfortable here anyway and after a moment, he shifted his hand under the covers to rest it on her bare hip.
Leila smiled again, moving close to him after he put his hand on her hip. Her own hand rest on top of the covers, but now it slipped under and rest against his chest. She caught a hint of his morning glory, and hummed softly. "I see you're already standing at attention. Need a little help to be at ease again, Littlerock? And yeah, I slept okay. Pretty well actually."
Rob pressed his lips together and then laughed, rubbing a hand over his face. "Don't talk to it, and it'll go away, I promise," he said with a smirk. "I'm starting to wonder how many military references you are going to manage to come up with knowing me. I think you're already trumping most people's quota in the first twenty four hours." He stretched a little and let his eyes fall closed to indulge in a few moments of sleepy relaxation. "It's a nice place you got here," he noted, eyes opening a little again. He was now actually making an effort to take in the surroundings; something his mind wasn't anywhere near doing the night before.
"I figure if I get them out of my system now, it leaves the rest of this whatever it is reference free. Do I get a prize if I manage to get them all in during the rest of the morning?" Leila watched him, glad she was comfortable enough with him already to just wear her glasses. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her in them before, though. She'd worn them all last night until the sex had started. She leaned in, her lips pressing against his bare shoulder. He still tasted just as good as last night. It was all too tempting to slide her hand down and get to know those extra few inches of him. "It's Luke's. He's a generous guy, and not only gave me a job, but a place to crash. One of the best cousins ever. He shared this apartment with his wife before they got married, and before they made a the stay in Princeton a little more permanent."
Rob wet his lips, trying to fight off the urge to just wrap his leg around her thigh and enter her. That was so wrong. He couldn't be thinking like that or he would drive himself up the wall with a running leap. Yeah, he did actually know how to snuggle and fuck at the same time, but he was practically a divorcee and he didn't know exactly how he was supposed to be feeling right now. He nodded. "Seems we both got lucky with generosity. It's good you've got family close, too. It's gotta help in the long run," he agreed.
"It does," Leila agreed, her feet rubbing against his leg as she tried to work out just how far she could push the snuggle. "Is your family back in Arkansas? They must miss you."
"My folks are. I don't have any siblings. Grandparents in a retirement village in Miami," Rob told her, smirking. "They escaped Littlerock a few years back for the sand and the sun. I don't get to see them much when I'm deployed. I thought I might have a chance to drop in on them a few months back, but that, uh, didn't work out how I thought it would. But they learnt how to be internet savvy when they moved so they could keep in touch. I'm sure they do all miss me. I miss them. They understand, though. They're used to me not being there."
Leila's fingers brushed over his chest and down his arm, and her eyes fixed on his skin as she started to explore his body in the morning light. "My parents are still in Australia like Luke's. I think they're used to me not being there either, even if they're not as internet savvy. It's a lot more phone calls, and the occasional package. Luke and Andy are the closest I have to siblings."
"They're probably pretty protective of you, too. You can't dispute having a tight family like that. A lot of my unit mates have family like that. Always in touch with their family to reassure them they're okay. Distance is never easy, no matter what form it takes." Rob was feeling awkward, and he didn't know how to shake it. It was probably just the morning after thing. So far, neither had attempted to breach the subject of what they did the night before beyond some hints of innuendo. "Should I, um, you know, make a move? You've probably got loads you need to do, rest to catch up on after your busy work night..."
Her fingers paused their exploration of his torso, and she looked at him. "Do I really seem like I want you to go anywhere? I'm sorry if I do. Truth is I wasn't sure how I'd feel this morning. Part of me was scared I would just want to kick out. Last night was... Fuck work, you and me were pretty bloody hot. I don't regret anything. I'm still not sure what comes next, but I don't want you to leave... unless you want to."
Rob held his hand up in the air, his thumb and finger held close together. "I maybe have a wee bit of unresolved guilt deep in my gut, which is stupid. But this is the issues thing. The still married thing, even if it's annihilated. I promise it's not anything to do with you and I gotta deal with it sooner or later." He turned his head on the pillow, meeting her eyes. "I feel a little like I've taken advantage of you," he admitted.
Leila frowned. "How? I'm not the one that's trying to get over a marriage. I feel like maybe I've dragged you into something you weren't ready for, or didn't want. Regardless of your mate's advice. I don't feel taken advantage of. You didn't take anything I wasn't giving." She reached up with her hand to push her messy blonde locks back from her face. "You're separated. You're not cheating."
Rob nodded and then laughed softly. "Ironically, she cheated on me," he revealed wryly. "I think I just have a misguided guilt complex." He rolled back onto his side and shifted closer to her, tucking his knee between her legs. "Do you want to slap me for being infuriating?" he laughed. "I won't mind if you do. The sex was awesome. That's why I felt the whole taking advantage thing. I wanted it. I really wanted it. I haven't had sex in... it would be about ten months now."
Leila frowned, her eyes flashing with anger behind her glasses. She felt this sudden surge of protectiveness towards Rob, and wanted to take his ex down. "Bitch. Sorry, but she is. I get that you going away must be hard, but come the fuck on. She knew what she was getting into, didn't she? Knew that she was marrying an Army guy." She slid her arm over his waist and snuggled close to him. "A little, but I can only imagine how you must be feeling. I don't blame you for being infuriating," she said with a grin. "There's nothing wrong with wanting sex. And I was more than willing to oblige. If it makes you feel any better, you weren't a bit rusty."
"Yeah, the story gets better than even that. You're right, though. She was cheating on me when I was overseas, and she did know what she was getting into. I've been in the army since I finished school. We got married after I returned from my first deployment. I had two more after that before I realised she was cheating on me. I'm just back from my fourth. She more than knew, but pulled the 'I don't want you to die' card on me, complete with tears, to hide the fact she was cheating on me." Rob shook his head with a snort. "I'll try to stop the infuriating, and I think it was just sheer adrenaline and determination fuelling me last night," he laughed.
She smoothed her hand over his arse and smirked. "Makes me wonder what you're capable of with more than just sheer adrenaline and determination fuelling you." Leila kissed a spot just under his jaw. "I still say she's a bitch, and if I ever have the misfortune of meeting her, I'll give her something real to cry about."
"Rolling over and falling asleep?" Rob laughed as he started to let the hang ups fall a little. He was a grown man, almost divorced, trying to find his feet in a new place. Why couldn't he just enjoy this? Sex was fun, and there was no reason he couldn't have it. He probably hadn't had enough of it. That was his problem. "Which I apologise for. I can be guilty of that when I'm tried. It's like a little light in my brain just shuts off and takes my cock with it. I can't see you having problems finding guys to rock your place down all night."
Leila smirked. "I paid for it. Literally. Luke pulled some strings to get me an appointment with the hottest male escort in New York. And he didn't even rock my place down, he rocked a hotel room down. So, you know, I have more problems than you think. Hey, we all need sleep. I'm sure I can just take advantage when your dick salutes the morning."
"You paid..." Rob paused, forehead creasing as he analysed that comment. "Wow," he said with a small laugh, looking at her uncertainly. "Not that there is anything wrong with that! Just, um... wow. Okay, well, at least you had the best, yeah? My small town background is showing here. I'm not completely naive. I'm more wondering why your cousin would have the male escort strings to pull than anything else. He's not running a second business above that bar, is he? Not that is anything wrong with that, either," he added hastily.
Leila pushed her glasses up as she rubbed her eyes and tried to hide her face. "Yeah, wow. Funny how I didn't feel badly about it until I had to tell you. Guess maybe I got some guilt or shame feelings of my own. He was... awesome. But he's... you're..." Leila peeked out from between her fingers. "You were better. I think I like it when there's a connection. Sex is sex, but the connections you can't fake. And my cousin has the connections because apparently Flynn was his wife's rebound horse before she met Luke. He got her over her ex so she could meet and fall in love with my cousin."
Rob bit down on his lip. "Okay..." He wasn't going to try to understand all that. "To each his own, I suppose," he added in amusement. "Sorry, it's just not my cup of tea, but that's only because that side of my life is really boring. I pretty much come from a downright traditional family background. I'm not judging, I promise. I just don't really get it. I'm not sure I would be into sex without something behind it, but then, I said that last night. I just thought my head was all over the place. I need to at least... feel something. And I got cheated on, so sex is a bit of a vulnerable issue for me."
"And I didn't really pay for it, he gave me a freebie. It's just... I don't know. It was a favour. It's still not the same thing, I know. Last night was... it was something else. I liked talking to you, and you had that whole lost puppy thing going and you really, really needed to be ruffled. Plus when you kiss me it's not just for kicks, or whatever." Leila put her glasses back into place, and curled her fingers around Rob's arm as she brought them still closer together. "I'm sorry... I didn't tell you to make you uncomfortable. I don't want to hurt you. So what did you feel?"
"Maybe just a lil bit," Rob admitted but waved his fingers a little. "But it's okay. I don't want you to think you can't be honest. I know it's got to suck even hearing about my ex wife. I don't want to be one of those blokes that can't see anything beyond their ex doing the dirty on them. She's not worth it. I'm not sure what it was I felt yet, just something was there. I just wanted to get to know you. I mean, sure, you were gorgeous and I would be lying if I didn't say sex didn't cross my mind, but that wasn't the only reason I rolled with anything beyond the pretzel. I just wanted you to know that."
Leila smiled, and rolled them so she was on top and her blonde hair fell around them in a tangled curtain. She'd never been particularly good at brushing it, she just made sure it wasn't always a bird's nest. She brushed her lips against his, teasing him before capturing his mouth in a deep kiss. "I wanted to get to know you, too. Talk of ex wife, and all. You don't need to feel like you can't talk about things. Just know that sex is still crossing my mind. You got my attention, Littlerock."
Rob sucked in a sharp breath and his eyes fell closed with a small moan in his throat he couldn't stop. The pressure was right in all the wrong places. His hips weren't going to cooperate, either and he reflexively rocked up against her. "Oh, my brain will work in a moment. Just give me a sec," he breathed, wetting his lips as he opened his eyes again. He had to grip her hips to try and restrict her movement just a little or he wouldn't be accountable for his own actions. "She didn't just cheat on me, she nearly had be executed by court-martial. The joys of military service and an interring wife don't mix. But that's a story for another day."
"So there will be another day?" Leila asked quietly, trying to stay still. It was hard though. Now she was on top, she just wanted to ride him into oblivion.
"Aren't we already in another day?" Rob pointed out, biting down on his lip. He turned his head just a little to see where his strip of condoms were. "I can't deny wanting more, even if it's just baby steps so I don't implode. I think you might even be able to help me deal with some of my issues. The only thing is, there are going to have to be some things we talk about sooner rather than later if we're at least going to see if this is something more than one night." He reached over and snapped up the condoms, dangling them between his fingers. "But not right now," he added with a smile.
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