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But moments like this make me wish Bryce was the tiniest bit less precocious. Certainly would make life easier sometimes.
“DILF is a kind of…pizza,” I blurt. “It’s got this special, er, sauce on it.”
“Special sauce,” Eva says, lips twitching. “That’s it exactly. A pizza with a special kind of sauce.”
When Bryce turns back to her doll, I lean in to murmur in Eva’s ear.
“Don’t even go there,” Eva says before I can utter a word, putting a hand on my chest. She shakes her head. “I see your wheels turning, and the last thing we need is Bryce overhearing a dirty joke about your special sauce and how much I like it.”
“But it’s such good sauce.”
“Your mind really is in the gutter.”
I press my groin into her hip. “When it comes to you? Always.”
“You were saying?”
“You were saying, actually. But I know what you were about to ask.” Reluctantly I step back, tugging a hand through my hair with a sigh. “I guess we just…try it out. The dating thing. Figure out our new normal and see how it goes.”
“Okay.” Eva rolls her lips between her teeth. “I like that. Seems like a good place to start, anyway. You take the lead and I’ll happily follow.”
I curl my palm around her neck. “I like it when you take the lead, too.”
I search her eyes. They’re full. Vulnerable.
A beat of lust, potent and real, passes between us. I can almost see the air shimmer with it.
Ugh, this woman.
Ugh, my dick. Having the two girls in my life in the same room is going to take some adjustment. Adjustment in the literal and figurative sense—I reach down to nudge my dick to the left. Less visible that way.
“Bryce and I should get going,” I say hoarsely.
“Yeah,” she replies, sounding like she’d very much like us to stay.
Summoning every ounce of willpower I have left, I brush my lips against Eva’s forehead. For half a beat she closes her eyes. For half a beat I linger there. Lips on her skin. The two of us standing on the edge of something miles high.
Or maybe we’re at the bottom, a miles high climb ahead of us.
Either way, I’m glad to be standing there with Eva.Chapter Twenty-FiveFordFord: Wanna sext?
Eva: What the…
Ford: Bryce just went down and daddy has some alone time. I know you wanna since I couldn’t take you home with me tonight.
Eva: Ah. I see. What’s wrong with good old fashioned phone sex?
Ford: Bryce is a super light sleeper. Don’t want to risk waking her up to the sounds of…well, you know. Plus I’ve never sexted before and I thought you’d like to pop my cherry.
Eva: I’ve never sexted either.
Ford: Look at us! Losing our sexting virginity to each other.
Ford: Hang on, let me go put on some Counting Crows.
Eva: God how cheesy were we? Pretending to be Reese Witherspoon and Ryan what’s-his-name. Cruel Intentions wasn’t even that great of a movie.
Ford: I remember it being good. The sex. The movie was meh.
Eva: The sex was really good, wasn’t it?
Ford: I was there, so yes. Let’s do it again.
Eva: You naked?
Ford: Not yet.
Eva: Opposed to sending nudes?
Ford: Nope.
Ford: Wait, should I be? No one’s ever asked me for nudes before.
Eva: Your nudes will be safe with me.
Ford: Hang on
Ford: [Picture of myself shirtless in bed, thumb crooked in the waistband of my sweatpants, shitty Ryan Philippe impersonation smolder-type expression]
Eva: Yep I’m in for the sexting. Good thing you caught me—I was just about to PTFO.
Ford: At nine? On a Friday?
Eva: The horror, I know. I’m beat. Can you type with just one hand?
Ford: We’re about to find out. Cost of entry is a pic of you.
Eva: [Picture of her propped up against the pillows in bed, strap of her tank top hanging off her shoulder. Outline of her nipple visible through the tank. Amazing, effortless smolder-type expression, tugging on bottom lip with teeth]
Ford: Fuck why are you so much better at this than me?
Eva: Pull the sweats down…
Ford: Down. My dick is out to play. Baby I’m HARD
Ford: We’re in my kitchen. Just the two of us. You’re wearing my shirt like you were that morning. No panties. Leftover whipped cream on the counter.
Eva: Food porn in the literal sense.
Ford: Your kind of fantasy. Take off that tank top.
Eva: [Picture of her bare tits propped up over her tank top]
Ford: my god
Eva: Okay. So I’m standing with my hip against the counter. I dip my finger into the cream and put it in your mouth.
Ford: I swirl my tongue around your finger. Give it a slow gentle suck
Ford: Then I kiss you and do the same to your tongue.
Eva: Then you dip your first two fingers into the cream. Mouth still on mine, you back me against the counter. Your hand goes low and you cup my pussy.
