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“Sort of…”
I hadn’t meant to say that, but whatever. This is torture. He’s torturing me. My parents are torturing me. Elodie will absolutely not hesitate to torture me…
“Can I help with that?” he asks.
“I don’t know…”
“Sounds like you might have something in mind.”
My eyelids flutter closed as his hot breath gusts across my neck. “It’s nothing you’re interested in.”
“How do you know if you don’t ask?”
“Because…”
He plants an open-mouthed kiss on my jaw. His dick is hard now, too, and we’re blatantly using each other to get off.
I swallow hard and continue. “You don’t seem to want much to do with my dick.”
“Is that what it feels like right now?”
“I think there’s a part of what we’re doing that still turns you off? Disgusts you maybe?”
“Nothing about you disgusts me,” he grumbles, nibbling my earlobe and making me rise up to my tiptoes as my entire body responds.
“Then why won’t you suck my cock?” I pout like a spoiled, petulant child.
He goes still, hips freezing mid-grind. He draws his head back to look at me. “Really?”
Never let it be said that I don’t know how to push someone’s buttons. I nod.
“I wouldn’t even know where to begin, Peach.”
“I mean, you start at the tip…”
“What if it doesn’t feel good?”
“Is that really what’s worrying you?” I ask skeptically.
“That and gagging.”
“It’s normal to—Oh.”
He doesn’t mean gagging in the good way. At least, not completely. How do I know? There’s literal anxiety on his face. It’s in the furrow in his brow and the tightness around his mouth. “Forget it,” I whisper, running my hands up his back and attempting to pull him close into more of a hug.
He resists, and the new rigidness in his body feels like a slap in the face. “Am I the only one here who feels like I started a new job I have no training for?”
“Do you have another example you could give me since I’ve never had a job?”
“I’m getting sick of the virgin analogy,” Drew says.
“You think you can’t suck a cock,” I state. It’s not a question. “You didn’t think you could take one either.”
“I never said that.”
“Which part?”
“Both.” His scowl deepens. “Is there a rush here I don’t know about?”
