Hells yes, it was a yes.
And topping that, the new thing I learned in my expedition of discovery of all things Tanyn was that he always knew exactly what to do.
I was getting wound up.
He went down on me to unravel my binds.
And then he gave me things to turn my mind and look forward to.
I stroked his jaw with my fingers, memorizing the sharp angle, and thinking maybe now was the time to say the words.
I had a feeling, he knew.
Like I knew.
Our future was set.
We were both all in.
But the words hadn’t been said.
“Later,” Tanyn grunted, his smooth voice supremely gruff.
He knew my thoughts because…
Of course he did.
I wasn’t sure there was a better time than then, with me safe in his arms, not wearing panties, the taste of me still on his tongue.
What I was sure of was, if Tanyn thought there was a better time, then there was.
“We should probably tell Mira we’re going out so she can arrange someone to get a snap,” I said.
“Fuck Mira and that whole mission. There’ll be plenty of time for my beings to get used to you. Aleksei and Laura will be here tomorrow. Before the others start returning, let’s have this for you and me.”
You and me.
“Sounds smashing,” I agreed.
He kissed me.
And yes, I was still on his tongue.
I loved that.
I loved our plans for tonight.
I loved him.
He knew.
And I loved that too.
We’d share when it was time to share.
Now, it was time to keep on keeping on.
And after a light, lovely makeout session (and after, for Hurley, a rubdown), we both got into doing just that.