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“No, I can’t,” I say, shaking my head.
“Look at me,” he whispers, his mouth inches away from mine, and I can smell myself on his lips. “Babe, I said you need to be honest with me. I’m honest when I’m telling you, you ride a board like someone who’s done it before. I don’t know what shit went down for you to leave Aspen, but I want to find out everything. Now you’re going to tell me how many men have been in this sweet pussy before me,” he orders, dipping his middle finger between my folds again.
He slowly takes his fingers out of me, leaving me wanting more. Then he puts his thumb in his mouth and closes his eyes. I bite on my lip. Shit, that’s pretty hot, but I’m not going to tell him. “Okay,” I growl. “Damn, you’re an obnoxious asshole.”
“I try,” he finishes. “How many, babe?” He bats his pretty eyelashes at me and takes hold of my hands again, pushing them into the sheets.
“One, okay! Fucking one, in college! Some guy I met after a football game. It was over in a minute, and I didn’t even come. I’m five years, no, almost fucking six years older than you, and I’ve slept with one random guy!” I yell in his face. “Happy now, you grinning bastard?”
“Very happy, indeed,” he drawls, tracing the line of my collarbone with his tongue. “I’m fucking honored.”
“Oh, stop it.” I smile, and he winks, letting me go.
I lie back down, and he stares at my naked body, finding my clit again. “So damn happy, Acie.” He rubs my little nub until I’m a withering mess under him. “I’m fucking ecstatic.”
“What is it with men and always wanting to be first?” I ask through my panting.
“Well, I can’t speak for all, but, yeah, I like to win.” He stops rubbing my clit and kisses my neck. His tongue traces the shell of my ear. “So, five years? Damn, I have never been with an older woman before.” He chuckles when I push him away from my neck.
“So help me God, I will slap you,” I promise him.
“Ace, seriously, age isn’t important, and with your face and small little body, I bet they still ask you for an ID when they are serving you a beer,” he says, raising his brow.
“You’re not far off,” I sigh, crossing my arms in front of me and pushing my boobs up.
He hums and kisses the tip of my left breast. “Your cunt and I are going to have so much fun.” He laughs, the vibration waking up my clit. He moves up my body and nuzzles my breasts. “Hello, girls,” he drawls, and takes the tip between his lips.
“Fuck you,” I say as I tug on his hair while he sucks hard, and it burns deep inside my stomach and pulses in the place where I want him to disappear into. He doesn’t like my small breasts; he’s so full of shit. Greedy bastard. Kneading my breast with his calloused hand, he lets go of my nipple with a wet pop licking his lips.
“Why do you care how many have gone before you?” I ask.
He looks at me with humor in his eyes. “Great to know you talk as much during sex as you do when you are standing on a board.”
“Don’t change the subject,” I shoot back.
“All right, if you really must know. I’m speaking for myself, but some say they don’t mind how many have gone before, but I fucking do. We like to know that this pussy is ours.” He pushes his finger inside me while I stifle a moan.
“So it’s like a branding?”
“Are you really making a cattle reference?” he asks, drawing his brows together.
“You brought it up,” I say, staring into his gray eyes.
He grins. “Tell me why you’re a one-timer.” It sounds like an order.
“It’s not like I couldn’t get any,” I begin, and he growls like I’m hurting his feelings. Asshole. I push his face away. He looks at me again, gracing me with his lopsided grin I’ve come to like. “I wanted it to be with someone—” I pause, trying to find the right words to say.
“Who pisses you off,” he continues for me.
“I’m this close to kneeing you in the balls, so let me finish this embarrassing story.”
“It’s not embarrassing.”
Casting my eyes to the ceiling, I mutter some expletives under my breath. “I wanted it to be with someone I thought I liked. I mean like, so I kept waiting and waiting, focusing on work instead.”
He stares at me, those gray eyes ablaze. “You were waiting for that guy? Weren’t you?”
“Yes, okay, but being here with you…” I say, my voice trailing off. I cover my eyes with my hands.
