Y Negative by Kelly Haworth

Author:Kelly Haworth [Haworth, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2015-08-10T00:00:00+00:00

Jess lay next to me, on his back with his arms over his head. The dim light from under the bedroom door suggested it was morning. His chest rose and fell, and I dared to run my hand across it.

He inhaled, and his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning.”

A smile twisted my lips as my core warmed. What would be the harm if I took the initiative? “May I?” I twiddled my fingers above his navel. He echoed my smile, and gave a subtle nod. With a shiver, I slipped my hand below the elastic of his boxers. I had spent so little time around mascs who weren’t already excited, that his soft flesh was strange. I reveled in every texture and change as he grew hot and hard from my touch.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his beard tickling my throat, and I rubbed him lazily. For a few minutes I enjoyed him in a way I’d never been able to enjoy a masc before: casually, intimately, his warm breath on my skin as my hand moved.

Far too soon, he looked up at me and caressed my cheek. “All right, my turn.”

I withdrew my hand as he gave me a soft kiss. His hand ran across my abdomen, and I trembled, anticipation erupting between my legs.

“Crazy,” he muttered, fingers tracing my stretch marks, inching downward. I settled on my back and watched him, my breathing already deep.

When he reached the point where he would have expected something different, he hesitated. His fingertips brushed over my pseudo, and I stifled a moan as my legs instinctually widened. Jess took a sharp breath and withdrew his hand to my navel.

“Okay . . . damn.”

I chuckled. “Go on.”

So he did, exploring me with shaking fingers as I succumbed to the ecstasy of his light touch. But then he pulled his hand away and sat up. My eyes fluttered open; he had gone pale.

“What?” I snapped, more angrily than I should have.

“How . . . does this . . .”

“Haven’t you ever seen a Y negative down there?”

“No.”

As I removed my boxers, the lingering pleasure eroded, crumbling into cold reality. Jess pushed one of my knees away from the other, and studied me.

“You look like you were mutilated.”

I bit my tongue hard. “Get out of my bed!”

He was shaking as he stood, and he grabbed a fist full of his hair and opened his mouth to speak. I stared him down, and that stupid mouth shut.

“Just . . . leave me alone!” I spat. “And know what you’re getting into next time you fuck with someone’s desires.”

His expression grew angry as he pulled on clothes and left. I buried my face in my pillow, as that familiar disgust at myself surfaced in full force. For a moment he’d had me believing he could like me despite what I was . . . For a few minutes he’d treated me like a real man . . . But now I was a subhuman freak again.

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