“You know I love you and you’re more than enough the way you are. So I’m going to go out on a limb here and say this is just about our sex life, right?”
I nodded miserably, feeling small and stupid. He wrapped both his arms around me and held me against his chest.
“I assure you, I’m happy with how everything is between us. I don’t need you to do anything else just because we’re together now, Xavi. I don’t need more and you certainly don’t have to worry about me preferring sex with Ash over you because that’s simply not the case. So what exactly is bothering you?”
I swallowed, feeling so much worse now I’d actually insinuated I thought he might enjoy sex with Ash more. Then again, maybe I did feel that way. It was idiotic, wasn’t it? I shook myself internally. No, it wasn’t how I felt. It wasn’t about her. Not really. It was about me not owning up to my own desires. There was no other way out of this. I had to admit the truth.
“I’m scared. I’ve never felt this way about a guy before. The only reference for love I have is with Ash and that’s… that’s so new for me also.”
“It’s okay to be scared. There’s no rulebook which says you have to know exactly how to do this relationship stuff. Hell, I’m still trying to navigate it. We all are.”
I sucked in a breath. He wasn’t going to judge. He wasn’t going to say no or throw everything back in my face. This was Eric and he loved me the way I was.
“I want to go down on you.”
There, you fucking said it. You can’t take it back now.
There was a beat of silence before I felt his chest rumble against my back.
“Are you laughing at me?”
I felt him kiss my shoulder, pressing his mouth against me as he tried to stifle his mirth.
“Hey, fuck you, E.”
When I tried to escape, he tightened his hold around me.
“Is that what you were so worried about?” he asked me, clear amusement in his voice.
“Yes, okay!”
“Jesus, Xavi… you made me think it was some kind of life or death situation.”
I huffed and kept my chin dug into my chest, more than a little embarrassed. He stroked my stomach with his fingers, clearly trying to soothe me.
“Hey, hey, I’m not laughing at you… I’m just relieved it isn’t something I can’t give you. I was worried you’d ask me for something really weird and I’d have to decline.”
“What the fuck kind of sex do you think I’m into? I’m not fucking Quinn or Rory with their ropes, paddles and nipple clamps, thank you very much.”
A loud female scream echoed down the hallway and through my closed door. Eric let go of me abruptly, both us turning to the sound.
“What the fuck was that?”
“I don’t know.”
We were both out of the room the next minute, finding Quinn scrambling out of his bedroom with his shirt unbuttoned. He looked at the two of us with no small amount of concern on his face before he strode down the hallway towards Rory’s room.
“Is Ash in there with him?” I asked, following him, completely heedless of the fact I was only wearing boxers whilst Eric was fully clothed.
“Yes,” Quinn ground out. “I told her not to spend the night with him.”
Before he could rip the door open, I reached him and put a hand on his.
“Don’t,” I hissed. “Also how the fuck did we hear that? Our rooms are all soundproofed.”
“Why do you think I’m out here wanting to find out?” he whispered back.
I shoved him out the way and put my ear on the door. The sounds I heard made me flush a little, but I was also pretty sure Ash wasn’t being mauled by a bear or anything else. No, they were definitely having sex judging by the way the headboard hammered against the wall. I wanted to cleanse my fucking ears after what I’d heard him say, but I wasn’t worried about Ash in the slightest.
I pulled back and turned to Quinn and Eric.
“I really wish I hadn’t heard that, but I don’t think we have anything to be concerned about.”
I took both of them by the arm and dragged them away from Rory’s door. It wouldn’t be fair on him to interrupt them considering how long it’d bloody taken him to get between her legs. Rory needed this.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, now go back to bed because fuck knows we need to leave the two of them alone. He’s not going to hurt her, Quinn. You can see how much he cares about her even if he’s a kinky little shit in the bedroom.”
“But—”
“No fucking buts. Stop being such a mother hen over her. She can handle herself and him. Ash is a survivor. If she needs you, she’ll come to you.”
His shoulders slumped and he ran a hand through his hair.
“For fuck’s sake, you’re right and I hate you for it right now.”
I patted him on the shoulder as I slipped my hand into Eric’s.
“Sometimes I do give sound advice, my man.”
He stuck his middle finger up at me and stalked back to his bedroom, leaving me chuckling and Eric shaking his head.
“Hey Quinn!”
He stuck his head out the door, still scowling.
“What?”
“Ash said she might be up for a foursome, you down?”
His scowl deepened.
“No, fuck off.”
He shut the door. I waited a beat before it opened again and he stepped out, irritation still painting his features.
“Did she really say she’d want that?”
I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist when I told him Ash might want it. When it came to her, he’d do pretty much anything.
“Yeah, she said she’d think about it anyway when I told her I was curious to see if she could take three cocks at once.”
Eric rolled his eyes as his
