Page 36 of Nothing To Lose

He sounds like my mom when she has one of her good pain days and goes wild, cleaning everything from top to bottom, doing yard work, or whatever else.

"I know you can. This isn't about what you can handle, not physically, at least."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to say I think we should slow down. We went from zero to one hundred in one kiss, and I don't want to rush or put that kind of pressure on this thing."

"This thing?"

"Between us," I say, a little worried that it isn't obvious what I'm talking about. Does he not feel the same way? "What do you see happening here? Where would you like this to go?"

I grab a bottle of water from the fridge before taking a seat at the opposite end of the couch.

Tyler cocks his head, eyes shifting to his lap as he considers. "I'm so thankful for everything you've done for me, Isaac."

"But?" I can hear it coming a mile away.

"But I don't know. I don't want to take advantage of your kindness."

God, please do. I'm not ready for this to be over.

"You're not taking advantage if I'm freely and enthusiastically offering. I like having you here. I like you, Tyler."

He smiles at that.

"So, if you weren't worried about taking advantage of my kindness, what would you want from me? Because I feel like there's something you want but are afraid to ask for, for whatever reason."

"Because it's embarrassing."

"Well, between you and me, every time you blush, my cock twitches. Apparently, it’s a new kink of mine. So, go on…"

He laughs, but turns even redder.I fucking love it.

"Tell me, Tyler."

He takes a deep breath, looks at me, then looks away again. Finally, he settles on staring at my bare chest again.

"Will you teach me?"

"Teach you what, exactly?" Maybe we're finally broaching the subject of self-defense? I could get on board with that.

"Sex."

I choke on the water I just tried to swallow. Some of it comes out of my nose. So, not self-defense, then.Holy shit.

Tyler covers his face with his hands and groans. "I told you!"

"That's not embarrassing, I just wasn't expecting it."

"It's cringey at the very least."

"Tell that to my dick," I say, wheezing.

He lowers his hands slowly, peeking at me like he's expecting me to yellsike!and point and laugh.

"I'm pretty sure you don't have any issues getting laid. You could have anyone."

"I don't wantanyone."