Chloe Wallace needs a new start. When she lands in Washington, D.C. she hopes for the best. Finding a new job, meeting new people, and living a normal life away from her abusive ex-husband.
She moves into the Capital Plaza Apartments, right across t...
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CW: Oral sex, squirting, fingering, smut, praise kink, "good boy". Also discussions of sexual assault and PTSD.
spencer.
"Did you know that the first rubber condoms were produced in 1855?" I ask.
"No, I didn't know that. You do a lot of research on condoms?" Chloe giggles, her arms wrapped tightly around the back of my neck as I carry her up the stairs toward my apartment.
I'm determined to carry her all the way into my bedroom, and she gazes up at me with the sweetest expression, glitter still clinging to her eyelids. She smells like vanilla and cinnamon, and that along with the scent of the bouquet, I think I'm in heaven just staring at her.
Even if my arms are starting to shake.
"Well, when I decided I wanted to have sex with you, I started looking up things like breakage rates, effectiveness, things like that. And then I wound up doing a deep dive—"
"A deep dive?" She giggles.
"Yes, a deep dive! As in an exploration—"
She laughs harder and my face heats up, but my shoulders are shaking.
"I'm trying not to drop you!" I laugh. "Cut it out!"
"Well, I can't help it! You're hilarious, Spence!" She kisses me on the cheek. "Keep telling me about this deep dive."
"I'm going to choose to believe you're not making fun of me. Learned all about them in about twenty minutes. Even though rubber condoms were produced in 1855, the practice of using them goes back centuries with things like chemically treated linen and animal tissue being used—"
"When did you decide you wanted to have sex with me?" Chloe asks, cutting me off as we reach the top of the stairs.
"What?"
"You said when you decided you wanted to have sex with me... when was that?"
"When I kissed you in the hallway. I wanted you up against the wall, right there. Where everyone could see us."
Her cheeks dust a deep crimson, the blush even appearing on her nose like magic as she buries her face in my neck. Her skin is so hot, it feels like a flame against mine. I hope she's wet.
We reach my front door and I have to set her down for a moment to get my keys. She stares up at me as I unlock the door.
"Do you want to have sex tonight?"
"Do you?"
She nods, and I almost drop my keys on the ground when I move to kiss her. Chloe giggles against my mouth, but that quickly turns into a moan as I suck gently on her bottom lip. We're still standing in the doorway, and before I can move to pick her up again, she tears her mouth away from mine and speaks.
