It’s notthatfunny.
Sighing, I stand from the bed with the book in hand and make my way over to her. Slamming it down on the desk, she jumps and glares at me.
“Okay, so I’ve read like twelve books.”
“And?” She asks, leaning back and tilting her head to look at me.
“And what?” Does she want me to tell her, or even show her how fucking hard my dick is right now? I’m having to subtly adjust it in my sweats so it’s not that obvious.
“Did you learn anything?”
You could say that.
Turns out girls love to be praised, among other things that are unfortunately going to be imbedded in my mind for the rest of my life.
“Sure,” I nod, and she huffs, twisting in the chair to look at me. “What?” I ask.
“Okay…” pursing her lips, she chews her cheek. “When a girl is close to having an orgasm, what should younotdo?”
“Uh, don’t let her orgasm?”
“No!” Whisper shouting at me, she stands up. “Youdon’tstop, Greyson! When she’s close to having an orgasm, don’t stop!”
“Don’t stop,” I nod. “But, in the book…” I point down to the one I placed before her. “He uh, he stopped and made her beg?”
“Huh?” She looks at me confused and grabs the book from the desk, opening it.
Her eyebrows scrunch together as she reads, and her eyes widen slightly at some of the scenes.
It’s porn. Its full descriptive fucking porn written in black ink on paper.
And people love this?
“Oh, wow,” she gasps. “Okay…interesting…what the fuck?” Slamming the book down, she keeps her hand there to further shut it. “What kind of fucking books does Callie read? Holy shit.”
“If you think that one is bad…” I walk over to the bed, picking up the fourth one I read. “This one,” I say, shoving it in her hand. “He stabbed his knife into the mattress and made her ride the handle of it.”
“Knife?” She squeaks out, eyes widening. “Omg,” she gasps. “Callie’s done me over here,” she shakes her head. “No wonder she looked so smug, I bet that was her ploy all along.”
I chuckle, leaning against the desk. “What exactly did say the reason for wanting the books was for?”
She takes a deep breath, leaning back against the desk beside me. “I just said I wanted them for research purposes.”
“Does she think you’re going to ride a knife?” I can’t help but laugh. “Omg,” eyes widening, I push myself off the desk and face her. “Do you thinkshehas ridden a knife?”
Lilly shakes her head, grimacing. “I can’t,” she pushes herself off the desk too. “Holy fuck,” she breathes out, lifting her hands above her head and taking a deep breath in before looking at me. “Have you got popcorn?”
“Popcorn?”
“Yeah,” she nods. “I feel like I need popcorn, and I need it pronto.”
I chuckle. “Yes, we should have some in the pantry, come on.”
Chapter 21
Lilly
I’m going to kill her.
