“I’d like that.”
“Now about before,” he says, studying me. “You were awkward around me this morning. I don’t like it, so stop.”
My mouth drops open. “You’re a jerk, you know that?”
He grins, eyes sparkling. “We’re friends first, remember. If you have something to say or ask, then do it. If you want to touch me, then do it. I never want you to hesitate around me.”
“You set the rules,” I reply, my fingers gripping onto the bed sheets. “You made it clear it was casual, but I didn’t know if that meant I could be casually affectionate.”
“You think too much,” he rumbles. “Now come here and kiss me. I missed you.”
He did?
Smiling, I come forward and lean down, kissing his lips gently. “I missed you too.”
“Thank you for telling me about your parents,” he whispers against my mouth. “I know that you like to keep everything to yourself, and I know what a big deal is that you trusted me enough to tell me everything.”
“I trust you,” I say, realising it was the truth. “I don’t know why, but I do.”
“I’m a trustworthy guy.”
Except with my heart.
“Tag?”
“Hmmmm?”
“What’s your full name?” I blurt out. “Is Tag short for anything?”
He brushes his mouth against my jawline. “You’re only asking me that now?”
“I only just thought of it.”
“It’s not shortened for anything. It’s just Tag.”
“Bit hipster, isn’t it?” I tease, making him laugh.
“Fuck you’re cute,” he murmurs, trailing his lips down my neck. “I want to taste you again, will you let me?”
He was asking permission? “Anytime, Tag, anytime.”
He pulls back, and I watch his lips quirk. “Take those pants off and spread wide for me, Sweetheart.”
My eyes widen. Holy shit.
“Yes Sir,” I reply instantly.
Tag grins, showing off his white teeth, his eyes darkening. “Just Tag will do.”
Was that amusement in his tone?
Had I been reading too many sexy romance novels?
“Clara…”
Oh right, I was told to undress.
Sliding off the bed, I remove my t-shirt, pants, then bra and panties. Crawling back on the bed, I lie down, facing him, and kiss him.
“You are so beautiful, Clara,” he says, rolling me onto my back and pushing me into the mattress.
“You are so dressed,” I reply, my eyes heavy lidded. “I think you need to get naked so we’re on an even level playing field.”
His eyes flash with pleasure. “First I want my mouth on you.”
I gulp. “Okay.”
He kisses me deeply, one hand tangling in my hair and the other trailing down to my pussy. He strokes me, sliding his finger inside, then toys with my clit while I moan into his mouth.
So good.
He knows just how to touch me—the only plus side of being with a man with so much experience.
Wet kisses start at my neck and end on my hip bone before he nibbles on the inside of my thighs. Then, finally, his mouth is on me.
“Fuck,” I grit out, my hands holding onto his head, silently begging for more.
He gives it to me.
And when I come, I scream his name.
*****
“So you’re just seeing each other? But not dating?” Summer asks, looking confused. “Does that mean you’re not exclusive?”
I sigh, putting down the glass in my hand. “I’m trying not to overthink it. Can’t I just enjoy myself without questioning it?”
Summer tilts her head to the side. “I don’t know, can you?”
“He’s Tag. He’s amazing, sweet, and incredible in bed,” I say. “Oh and generous. He’s damn generous in bed.”
In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m ruined for all other men.
“I knew it,” Summer says, shrugging. “What? He seems like he would be.”
“Does Reid know you wonder about what his friends are like in bed?” I tease.
Her eyes widen. “No. And if you want them to live, you will never repeat it.”
We both burst out laughing.
“As long as you’re happy,” she says. “That’s all that matters. I know Tag says it isn’t serious, but he acts like it is. Sometimes you need to go by actions not words, and his actions are saying he’s in deep with you.”
I didn’t want to feel hope at her words, but it was there.
“I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what happens,” I say, looking out over the empty bar. Tag and Ryan were outside looking at Ryan’s new car, and Summer and I were manning the bar. We only had two customers, so we were having a chat.
“Yeah. He’s a good man though. I’m sure he will surprise you.”
I wasn’t so sure. He was honest in what he wanted, and I needed to respect that.
“I haven’t told him yet,” I say. “But I found a room I can rent in a shared house. It has two uni students living there, and they’re looking for a third. The rent is cheap, and it’s a great location.”
Summer gives me an odd look. “You think Tag will be okay with that?”
I shrug. “I appreciate him helping me out, but I can’t stay at his house forever.”
“Are the two uni students male or female?” she asks, her eyes narrowing.