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“The whole time I thought she would get pregnant, and I’d become a dad at thirteen. As she rode my dick, I looked up at her and wondered if our kid would have her weird hairline. It was really receded. She looked like her dad. I was going to have an ugly kid with a girl I didn’t like. My life was over. I think that’s the real reason I didn’t jizz for so long. I must have lasted a whole five minutes, just trying not to knock up the girl with the fifty-year-old man’s hairline.”
Landry smiles at my description and scoots closer. “I’m sorry your first time was weird.”
“I still got off. For years, though, I liked rubbing one out alone better than doing chicks. I thought they were too much effort. But it turns out if you actually do more than just lie under them, there’s enjoyment to be found.”
“I feel like your story was meant to seduce me. Now, I’m picturing you moving around in bed rather than lying perfectly still.”
Her teasing inspires me to indulge my hunger. I lean forward to kiss the soft curve where her throat meets her shoulder. Landry freezes, making me think I’ve pushed too far.
Backing off, I find her watching me with wide eyes. “What does that look mean?”
Landry runs her fingers over where I kissed her. “That felt good.”
“Then, why are you acting like I did something wrong?”
“I’m not used to it feeling so good. I felt that kiss all over my body,” she says, watching me with an impressed gaze.
Propped up on my elbow, I study her face. “I think you’re messing with me.”
“I see why you’re confused. I’m clearly not a virgin,” she says and rubs her belly. “But I might be the most frigid slut you’ll ever meet.”
“Don’t talk shit about yourself.”
Landry ignores my tone and strokes her neck again. “Why did you come to bed in only your boxers if you don’t want to mess around?”
“I sleep naked,” I reply as my thumb caresses her lips. “Last night, I figured you couldn’t handle me stripped down. I’m easing you into my naked routine.”
Landry grins as her gaze feasts on my chest before soaking in whatever she finds on my face.
“What was your first time like?” I ask, feeling like maybe I’m sharing too much and she’s returned to hiding.
Landry’s horny gaze turns off. She blinks, and her warmth is gone.
“It was like yours. Not great and with someone I didn’t really want.”
I try to hear the words she doesn’t say. “Did the guy hurt you?”
Landry deflates, seeming younger as she rubs her belly for reassurance. “I told him I’d been with guys before. I thought he might get weird if he knew I was a virgin. But I was, and it hurt. I was tense, and he wasn’t careful. It wasn’t good.”
Frowning, I try to picture her old life. “Was he your boyfriend?”
“No, he was a guy I wanted to give me a ride to my aunt’s house.”
“So, you fucked him?” I ask, sounding overly judgmental.
“Technically, he fucked me. I just held on and gritted my teeth.”
Frustrated by how life’s shit on her, I mutter, “I don’t like that.”
Landry offers me a grumpy smile. “I’m sorry my story isn’t romantic like yours about the combover chick.”
I almost smile until I imagine Landry losing her virginity with a loser. “It’s different.”
“Why?”
“Sex means more to women.”
“No, it really doesn’t. I’ve gotten fucked plenty, and it never meant anything. That’s why you kissing my throat felt so weird. I’ve never gotten so hot from such a small touch. You should do it again, just to see if it was a fluke.”
