With Jackson, it had always been so quick, at least at first. It had only been fucking and Maeve had wanted to badly to keep it that way, but when he'd tried to have more, she'd felt like it was the right thing to do. He was a good guy, after all, and he was really good at sex.
She'd been the problem there all along, as it turns out.
Sometimes she worries she's going to always end up being the problem. That Steve likes her now, but if things get more serious, he'll figure out she's sort of a mess and that she doesn't know how to be open with other people. She worries about it even now, when he's got his teeth scraping across her nipple, making her gasp and roll up toward his mouth.
But she's good at compartmentalizing and she pushes that all away, lifting her hips and helping him to push down her shorts, her tights, the underwear beneath. Getting it all off so she can be properly naked with him.
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She'd been the problem there all along, as it turns out.
Sometimes she worries she's going to always end up being the problem. That Steve likes her now, but if things get more serious, he'll figure out she's sort of a mess and that she doesn't know how to be open with other people. She worries about it even now, when he's got his teeth scraping across her nipple, making her gasp and roll up toward his mouth.
But she's good at compartmentalizing and she pushes that all away, lifting her hips and helping him to push down her shorts, her tights, the underwear beneath. Getting it all off so she can be properly naked with him.