Moments in Time 02 - Moment Of Truth by Karen Stivali Read Free Book Online Page B

wet load onto my back. Feeling his come running down my back undid me. In three strokes I felt my climax peaking. I turned toward the mirror just in time. The first spurt splattered on the smooth glass, running down in thick white streaks as I painted more lines on either side. Jesus. Tanner was still pumping himself. Still watching, eyes dark as night.
    His breath was warm against my neck. “That was fucking amazing. Forget porn. You’re way better.”
    I laughed, long and hard and so loud, I wondered if we’d wake the rest of the house.
    Tanner handed me a towel, and I went to work wiping off the mirror while he cleaned my back. Even after all these months, it felt weird to be cleaned off by another person. But I liked it. I liked the care he took. I liked that he always remembered. Most of all I liked how afterward things would go back to normal between us.
    “You hungry?” he asked.
    “Kind of.”
    “I’m starving. How do I always wind up working at places that don’t serve food?”
    He tossed me a pair of shorts, then tugged on his own, and we headed downstairs. Snacking with Tanner in the middle of the night had become one of my favorite things. Without the other housemates around, it seemed like we had the whole house to ourselves. Even when they were awake, it was like family. Maybe a slightly dysfunctional family, but what family wasn’t?
    Suzanne was over her chicken aversion, and there was cold fried chicken left over from dinner. I handed Tanner a leg and took one for myself. I don’t know why food always tasted better after sex, but it did.
    Flavors, textures, smells, everything was heightened. That chicken leg was the best I’d ever eaten. Tanner followed it up with a chocolate cupcake. I only had three bites of one before I was full. He polished off the rest of mine and a big glass of milk.
    “Did you like watching?” he asked.
    “Yeah. You?”
    “Hell yeah.” He paused. “What about when I was rubbing on you? Was that okay?”
    “It was great. It made me think… well, it felt like if you’d gone further we could have maybe… I mean if you wanted to, I don’t know if you’re into….”
    “Anal sex?” Tanner was so much more straightforward than I could ever be.
    “Yes. Are you?”
    “Dunno. I’ve never done it.”
    “You mean you and Paul….”
    Tanner’s face darkened, but he stayed calm. “No. Tried once, and I couldn’t relax enough, so it hurt. Never tried again after that.”
    “He tried to top?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You were okay with that?” I couldn’t imagine Tanner as a bottom.
    Actually, I could, in my mind, but not in reality.
    “I was willing to try. I didn’t know what I liked. I’m still not sure. But I’d like to try with you. Both ways.”
    “Really?”
    “If you want.”
    “You mean you on top sometimes and me on top others?” I didn’t even know that was an option.
    “Hey, if you’re not comfortable—”
    “No,” I said, waving a hand to stop him. “I’ll try anything you want. Seriously. Anything.” I moved toward him and kissed him hard, locking my hands in his hair. “Anything.”
    He stared straight into my eyes, serious and intense, but the wheels were clearly turning behind the darkness. His lips curled into his crooked grin. “I like the sound of that.”
    He kissed me back, slow and lingering. I almost didn’t hear the footsteps padding toward the kitchen.
    “Shhh, we’ll wake everyone.”
    Maggie came around the corner with Dex right behind her, and they both jumped and yelled when they saw us.
    “Jesus, fuck,” Dex said. “Way to give your roommates a coronary.”
    “Bad boys,” Maggie scolded. “You’d better not have eaten all the chicken.”
    “No,” Tanner said, giving Dex the coldest look I’d ever seen him give anyone. “There’s still plenty of chicken.”
    “We were just heading up to bed.” I gave Tanner a nudge toward the door. His jaw clenched, but he followed.
    “You still think we shouldn’t tell