The excitement built inside me at the prospect of bedding this handsome boy, now that I’d finally given myself permission to do so. And once I’d admitted my desires, I couldn’t help laying everything on the table. Perhaps he’d run, and maybe that would be best anyway.
I turned, opening the drawer nearest me. I didn’t need to be able to see in order to gather what I needed. When I had everything, I approached the bed and the circle of light, holding my hands out before me.
When Freddy saw what I had he muttered “Fuck.” and sat up straighter. His eyes flew to meet mine, his forehead creased in worry.“Only if you want to.” I said. “I like it. Maybe you will too.”