Chapter VIII

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At the end, I stayed at Kinn's Saturday night because I was physically unable to leave and go back to my home. Plus, he kept insisting me not to go and we hooked up two more times, which is crazy but we kept getting hot and horny when we were cuddling to watch the TV. At one point, I believe I was begging him to make me cum, as he kept just teasing me and I got more comfortable with him fingering me.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very open when having sex, I'm willing to try many new things at least once, and I was always curious about fingering as many of my friends have told me how good it feels having an orgasm while the prostate is being stimulated; however no ex-girlfriend of mine really offered to try and I was too shy to bring it up.

But Kinn did it, and my friends were right. It does take some getting used to the feeling, as it's a fairly new experience, but it's good once you're into it. And Kinn has a way to make my body shiver in want and desire.

So anyways, back to Saturday, I invited him to dinner, we had the food delivered and we slept on his giant bed on his giant bedroom. The dickhead is really rich.

It's so scary how comfortable I was being in his house and sleeping in his bed. Normally, when I travel I do take longer falling asleep, but Saturday I fell asleep right away; his bed is the most comfortable one I've slept on, even mine –which is a lot; he has this amazing view of the city and the AC is always on and his blankets are big and chunky and warm... plus, he's a great host, he kept asking if I needed anything; he kept pampering me, playing movies I wanted to watch, bringing me drinks all the time and even baking desserts. Oh, my god! I swear he's almost perfect.

Honestly, I only left his house on Sunday because I'd already made plans with Pete. Sunday felt like it lasted forever for some reason. I went with Pete to get stuff for his new house and we met some more friends to get lunch. I spent the entire day busy, but still felt like it lasted ages.

The following weeks went by smoothly; Kinn and I would hook up in the office still, but it was definitely less since we're now going on dates a lot, I would go to his place a lot and we would do all kinds of stuff, so we weren't as bold as we were at the very beginning, hooking up at the office or anything like that. He'd still kiss me every morning, which became part of a little routine. We were also working in the same office more often, clearly wanting to spend more time together.

I know we're dating now, just because of how I perceive us, but sometimes I get anxious because I don't think Kinn's ever said he likes me. Just the other day we went jogging back to Kinn's house and jerked each other off; we ordered in and we started talking.

"So Khun said he wanted to see a picture of you at least." Kinn said, laughing. We were rolled into his big gray couch, I was making Kinn watch some streamers play video games, and he was apparently not enjoying it as much, as he kept talking over the guy playing Minecraft, totally uninterested. I was just so entertained by his words to really be pissed.

"Did you show one to him?" I asked, laughing too.

"No. He's annoying when I give a chance to be nosy about my sex life." Kinn frowned.

I felt a bit disappointed and hurt at his words. Sex life? Is that all this is? I'm head over heels for him and he just sees me as a sex partner, maybe? Was I being too naïve?

Kinn stopped his rumble about Tankhun being nosy and looked me in the eyes, immediately noticing he'd said something that put me off.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Do you like me?" I asked after a while. Truth is I'd been wanting to ask him for weeks but I just didn't want to come off as a crazy teenager in love, or something. But I did want to know for sure, and the times I've asked, he seemed to have changed the topic on purpose.

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