"You alright, love?" My eyes flicker open and peer up at Rhodes, who's still hovering above me, looking down at me with wide, curious eyes.
"Mhmmm, I'm seeing stars," I lazily tell him with a wide grin on my face. His body shakes as he lets out a soft chuckle. I'm still coming down from the high, the sensation unlike anything I have ever experienced before. And the whole time, Rhodes was nurturing and gentle with me, allowing me to take my time and experience it while not pushing me too far from what I could handle.
"So you enjoyed that, then?" A soft smirk spreads across his full lips as I nod my head quickly. I bite down on my bottom lip as I slide my hand up into his hair, twisting it around gently in my fingers.
"I want more," I repeat my earlier sentiment, hoping to coax Rhodes into taking things farther. Who knew I would be the one begging for him when just last week I thought for sure that he was taking advantage of me. Rhodes lies his body down next to me on the bed, turned to face me as he runs his fingertips lightly over my cheek.
"Look at you, one little taste and you're hooked," he murmurs with a wide-mouthed grin. It's something that you would expect to say to someone after they've tried drugs for the first time. I guess addiction is a side effect of experimenting.
My head nods quickly. I want him to feel good too, I want to feel that close to him again. I slide my hand down the bed to the front of his jeans and press my palm flat against the material. His hips buck gently as he watches me, a low groan releasing from his throat.
"I want you to feel good too," I mumble as I start to move my palm against him. I have no idea what I'm doing really, but he bites down on his lip roughly, so I feel like I may be close to doing something right.
"That's okay, baby, you don't have to," his voice is low and rough, but he's still trying to be a gentleman.