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He pries my fingers away, kissing each wrist and placing my palms on his shoulder. “You want to do it because you know I’m not going to ruin the fantasy.”
I brush my fingers through his hair, stopping at the back of his neck. “Yes, does that make sense?”
He nods. “That was a good answer, babe.”
“I didn’t think there was a bad or good answer?”
He shakes his head. “There isn’t, but I like this one you came up with.”
“Great, so now what?” I ask defiantly.
“Now we fuck.” He grins, licking his lips before taking mine hostage. Teasing and pulling while or tongues find each other, I sigh into his mouth. God, he tastes so good.
Pulling back, I ask, “But why does it matter?”
He raises his eyes to the ceiling, his fingers leaving me again. “You are obnoxious, trying to settle your racing heart by drawing this out, but my dick isn’t complaining, so here it goes,” he says, pushing up on his elbows, still towering over me, his hard on pressing against my thigh. “We—”
“Who’s we?”
“Guys in general.”
“Okay, continue.” I nod.
“We like it when your pus—”
“Do not say it,” I warn.
He smirks. “When your lady part—”
“That actually sounds dirtier coming from you.”
He chuckles. “We like to go where no man has gone before. Sort off.”
“Like the moon,” I joke. “So you’re basically planting your flag?”
“Yeah, sounds about right,” he says, the right side of his mouth hiking up. “So even when other guys have taken the expressway to space—”
“This conversation is taking a weird turn.”
He rolls his eyes, exhaling hard to his nose.
“Go on.” I nudge him with my hips, making contact with his hard on.
He groans and says, “They know.”
I furrow my brows. “Know what?” What is the guy talking about?
“They just know,” he says ominously and grins at the same time.
I don’t know what to think about his cocky smile. “That’s misogynistic, you know that, right?”
“It really isn’t when it’s true,” he counters.
“No, it still is,” I reply.
“Fuck, I went over the line, didn’t I?” he asks, not sounding the least bit worried. “Let me kiss and make up.”
“It’s not funny, fucker,” I say, and he laughs, kissing my neck. “So if women have multiple partners, we’re whores, but when men have them, they’re playboys.”
