Eileen
I waited anxiously on the bed. The water was still running, but I feared what Alex wanted to talk about. The way he had behaved during the day led me to believe that whatever it was had the potential to change our relationship, and that terrified me.
When he walked out of the restroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist my breathing hitched. He acted like he didn't notice and proceeded to dry himself off in front of me, his eyes not once wavering from mine.
"What did you want to talk about?" I asked, with a shaky voice.
He laid back on the bed naked, not bothering with boxers. I bit my lip, noticing how hard he was without us even touching.
"Come here," he said, patting his legs.
I debated for a moment, but obeyed and straddled him on the bed. With his lack of clothes, and the flimsy shirt and lace underwear I wore, there was hardly anything between us. He didn't seem bothered though, only lifting his hand to caress my face.
"I want you to get on birth control," he said after a moment. I lowered my gaze out of the sudden sadness that invaded my senses, but he lifted my chin up. "It's not that I don't want a baby with you, Eileen. Under the circumstances we're in, I want to focus on caring for you and Angie. If you get pregnant, and something happens to you and the baby I would always regret it."
He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and I immediately relaxed.
"If you'd like, we can try for a baby as soon as this mess is over."
I attempted to hide my smile, yet found it was impossible. He chuckled softly, before speaking up again.
"There's something else we need to discuss, though."
"What is it?" I asked.
"I don't need details about what happened to you, I need to know what your limits are when it comes to sex. I need to know what you want in order to feel comfortable with me and to avoid misunderstandings."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I hadn't placed much thought on the subject. I felt safe with him and didn't think such conversation was necessary.
"Is there anything that you aren't willing to do, Eileen?"
When I didn't reply, he sighed, running his hands over my bare legs. I shivered at his touch.
"Oral?"
Immediately my mind traveled to the first time Gerald had forced himself on me. I shook my head.
"See, baby? I don't want something to happen between us that triggers those memories. You don't have to do oral if you don't want to."
"No, not yet.." I murmured.
"Not yet?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
I nodded. I wanted to please him just as much as he pleased me, but the memory of how that situation had happened with Gerald was in the back of my mind. I trusted that Alex would slowly erase all those memories, replacing them with his touch, with his kisses.
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