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“It’s rough.” The actor had his fist tight in the girl’s hair, stretching the skin along her hairline. It had to hurt. He thrust his penis so far in her mouth she was making these weird noises. Then she’d gag. He’d pull out and she’d spend the next five seconds gulping breath like she’d been drowning. Then he’d do it all over again.
Not hot.
“Are you kidding? This is what guys like,” Sadie said.
“I’ve
never been with a guy who liked that.”
Is that what Max liked?
Not that I’ve slept with an overwhelming number of men. Just two. Both during my undergrad years. I was ashamed to admit that I had let an attractive, popular guy use me as a tutor and then lure me into his bed. I thought we had developed a friendship. When he never spoke to me again I was devastated. I don’t even know how he did on his political science midterm.
The second guy I knew from high school. It had lasted for a few months. He’d call when the mood struck and I’d play along. I had needs, too; I just didn’t have time for a relationship and everything that went with it—feelings, compromises, and dates.
“You will be tonight.” Sadie wiggled her eyebrows.
Shit. I had forgotten Max had asked her for our address. They already knew about our date.
I walked around the couch and sat down on the coffee table, facing my roommates.
I bit my bottom lip, waiting for their reaction. I braced myself, squinting so that I didn’t have their full images in my brain when they burst into a fit of laughter, because I knew without a doubt that me dating Max Levin was just that…hilarious.
Grace squealed and curled her legs under her body, settling a little more comfortably on the couch. “Spill. Right. Now.”
I sucked in a huge breath. “You’re not laughing?”
I wasn’t going to spill about the why’s—the list. Some things needed to remain private, but I had fully expected them to laugh at me. Me going on a date with Max was preposterous.
“Honey…” Sadie leaned forward and placed her hand on my knee. “It is certainly not funny and it’s about time you got it on with a hot guy.” She turned to Grace.
“Seriously. You live like a nun.” Grace leaned forward and tugged on my hair. “I don’t think you’ve gone on a date since…” She looked up. “Since you started law school.”
She was right. I hadn’t been on a date in over three years. Just another thing law school had taken away from me.
Sadie grinned. “Looks like one of us is going to get to see underneath that suit.”
I had been imagining that for the last twenty-four hours—all hard pecs and rippled stomach. Was it smooth? Did he wax?
Grace made a cooing sound. “I think our little Everly is blushing.”
“Are you prepared?” Sadie asked, her face now serious.
I shrugged. “What do I have to prepare?” It’s not like I was going to be tested after our date.
“He sees naked women, huge tits, and tight asses all day long.” Sadie looked at me like I was crazy. “He probably has a permanent hard-on.”
“That’s got to be uncomfortable,” I said. Making jokes during uncomfortable situations was my thing.
Grace laughed. “I’m sure he has his pick of women he can bring into his office and fuck until the blue balls are gone.”
I groaned. They were right. I wasn’t a prude. I mean, I was watching porn with my roommates, for goodness sake, but I also wasn’t adventurous. Or big-titted. Or tight-assed.
Sadie eyed me with more interest. Her red hair glittered in the low light from the lamp that sat in the corner of the room. “You do realize that there are going to be certain…expectations.”
I tensed. My list said go out with someone, not sleep with someone.
“Do you think a guy like Max Levin prefers missionary sex?” Sadie stared me down. “Hell, no. He wants to fuck you up the ass and then cum on your face.”
