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“Last time you masturbated to visions of me!” he said, totally cavalier.
I choked on an inconvenient piece of spit and turned to face the back of the tray. I don’t think I’d ever felt my face flush that hard.
He laughed and sat up. “Come on, Barlow. You expect me to think you don’t?” he asked. His lips that close to my ear sent goose bumps across my body.
Annoyingly, they weren’t entirely unpleasant.
I cleared my throat. “No, I don’t–”
“Piper…” he coaxed.
I shoved my face in my knees again. “Once or twice.”
“Tell me that’s to me. Because if that’s in total, I might cry.”
I laughed and couldn’t help but look at him. Realising that the conversation was not actually as embarrassing as I was trying to make it, I flopped back onto my back. “Well, get your hanky ready, Roman.”
Roman groaned as he dropped back beside me and nudged his arm under my head again. “That is seriously disheartening.”
“Why? You got hot to the image of me in my black bra, touching myself as I thought of you?”
“Well, I didn’t. But, I will now. Thanks.” Oddly enough, he didn’t seem thrilled by the idea. “Tell me, do you plan to be such a prude with your precious Carter?”
“Firstly, I’m not a prude. It’s just so much work for so little reward–”
“Oh!” he crowed. “I see now. You’re just not doing it right!”
“How would you know?”
“Because doing it right is not too much work for not enough reward. I’d be happy to educate you.”
I snuggled into him. “I’ll bet you would.”
“In the interests of science and your health only.”
I chuckled. “Of course.”
“It should be exciting, not...whatever reaction this is.”
“Bored indifference?”
“Yeah, that.”
“And how often should I be doing it, Roman? How often do you count enough? Are you a one a day kind of guy?”
He sniggered. “Sometimes.”
“Other times?”
“Three or four.”
I rolled over too quickly and found myself half on top of him, but neither of us seemed to feel the need to move. “What?”
He shrugged and I could see he was fighting a smile. “What?”
“Three of four times a day?”
He gave me the quickest, far too adorable grin before it was gone again. “Sometimes.” The arm that had been under my head wrapped around my waist and his lips were at my ear. “I’m a very good teacher, you know.”
