“So we’re dating?” Her eyes blazed into mine and I nodded.
“If you’re willing to give it a go.”
“I’m willing.” She laughed and grabbed ahold of me. “I’ve been willing since the first night I met you.” She grabbed my face and pulled me towards her, however, she surprised me by falling to her knees instead of kissing me. I looked down and watched her unbuckle my jeans and pull my zipper down.
“What are you doing?” I asked stupidly.
“I want to show you how happy I am.” She winked up at me and I only hesitated slightly before pushing her back into the grass. “Ow.”
“Shh.” I sat down next to her and reached over to her. “Today is not about sex.”
“We don’t have to have sex.” She pouted.
“I don’t want this moment to be about sex.” I shook my head as her hand worked its way into my pants. “But you’re making this very hard on me.”
“Is that a pun?” She laughed as her fingers circled my hardness.
“I want you to know that I …”
“Or is this about you liking to be in control?” She removed her hand and I resisted the urge to grab it and stick it back in my pants.
“Who says I like to be in control?”
“Well, that first night you wanted to be in command, and then when you spanked me, and now.”
“And now?” I raised an eyebrow at her as I reached over to cup her right breast. “Do you think I’m saying no because I like to be in control?”
“Yes.” She nodded as she squirmed on the ground beneath my fingers. “I think you prefer a more passive girl.”
“Really?” I laughed aloud. How little she knew. I was delighted that she was confident and aggressive. I felt like she was a real match for my more dominant side. I knew I was dominant, but I also wanted a girl to give as good as she got from me.
“Are you attracted to me, Logan?”
“Oh my God, is this a joke?” I groaned. “We are not going to have this conversation already, are we?”
“You’ve had this conversation a lot?” She looked hurt, and a part of me was happy to see her jealousy. I felt a twinge of guilt at my happiness but ignored it.
“Not a lot, but why do girls always think you’re not into them if you don’t want to f**k? I mean, really, Maddie? I can barely keep my hands off of you. I just told you we can try dating and you want to know if I’m attracted to you?”
“Well, you just turned me down for sex.” She looked away. “That doesn’t really happen a lot.”
This time my jealousy kicked in. “Save it, please. I don’t need to hear about every guy you tried to give a blowjob to.”
“What?” She looked at me angrily. “That is not what I was saying.”
“Do you think I want to hear about how many guys were delighted that you were willing to have sex with them?”
“I didn’t say that.” She rolled away from me.
I pulled her towards me again. “I can’t believe we’re arguing about this.”
“Well, believe it, ass.”
“Fine.” I jumped up and pulled her up with me. “Let’s go.”
“What, where are we going?” She stood up reluctantly, and stared at me with a dazed expression.
“Do you want to know something about me?” I leaned towards her and whispered in her ear. She nodded slightly, and I continued. “I like having sex in public.”
“Okay, and …” She reached over to me and reached down my pants again. I shook my head and gave her a smirk.
“I like to have sex in public, where people are around.”
“You like them to watch you?” She looked at me with wide eyes and I laughed.
“No, I don’t go to sex clubs or anything. But I do like the thrill of knowing I’m having sex and that anyone could find out at any moment.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know why, maybe it’s the fear of getting caught. It gets my blood pumping.” I shrugged, worried I had scared Maddie off. It wasn’t every day that people shared the intimate details of their life, and I didn’t want her to think I was a freak. Not with everything else she knew about me.
“I suppose that makes sense.” She looked at me, considering. “I’ve never really had sex in public before; I mean aside from in the field with you, but no one was there.”
“We could change that …” I let my words trail off as I tried to hide my excitement.
“We could.” She turned away from me, and I saw a glimpse of a smile on her face.
“What are you thinking?”
“Let’s go shop.”
“Shop?” I tried to hide my disappointment. “You want to go shop?”
“Yeah. I’m in the mood for some new things.”
“You want to go now?”
“Don’t couples normally go shopping together?”
“Yes, I’m sure normal couples go shopping together.”
“We’re not normal?”
“Well, we’re not from Mars or anything, but I don’t think I’m the sort of person who can be in a normal anything.” I laughed. “Ask any of my exes.”
“I’d rather not ask them.” She frowned. “What did you do with your exes for fun?”
“For fun? Do you really want to know?”
“I guess not.” She started walking away from me and I hurried to keep up with her fast pace.
“You’re mad at me again.”
“I’m not mad.”
“You’ll have to be patient with me, Maddie. This isn’t something I do every day.”
“What’s not something you do every day? Have a conversation or try to not talk about your exes?”
I smiled to myself at her surly tone. Maddie was well and truly jealous. I knew it wasn’t funny, but her jealousy just didn’t seem to fit in with her confident attitude. It made me feel like I meant something to her.
“Let’s both of us not talk about our exes anymore.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” She turned to me again with a small smile. “Now, can we go shopping?”
“I guess if you make me.”
“Make you?”
“Well, I’m not the biggest fan of shopping.”
“I think you’ll like this trip.”
“I doubt it.”