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She glances down, her eyebrows raise and her eyes widen as she sees the aroused state of her tits, and she crosses her arms over them. “And you think if I do the act with you, I will reach orgasm.”
“I think if we fuck, you’re going to forget your own name. Several times. Yes, you will come. Hard and often.” In many positions. “You might even require hospitalization from coming so many times.”
“You’re being so lewd. I don’t know how to respond to that. Nobody has ever talked to me or around me the way you do.” I’m going to assume she doesn’t know that the way she is biting her lip is a turn-on. At this point, she could probably cross her eyes and I’d think it was sexy.
But she doesn’t understand that. Not yet. Richard really did a number on her. Whatever happens or doesn’t happen with our bar, when she leaves this town, I intend to make sure she goes no longer doubting herself. I step further into her space, but give her room to back up if she wants. Instead, she traces a bead of water with her eyes as it travels to my collarbone. “Baby, sex is supposed to be lewd.”
“I can’t think when you use that voice,” she says in a voice so soft it could be a whisper.
Perfect. I lower it even more. “Sex is supposed to be dirty and messy and uncivilized. That’s part of what makes it great.”
“What else makes it great?”
“Coming hard and often.” She’s intrigued. I can tell. “You're not going to let him win, are you?”
She inhales sharply. “What?”
“Didn’t that flea take enough from you? He played you, yes. But are you going to let him keep doing it? Show him he didn’t win. Use me for my body and show him.”
“Use you.” Her eyes narrow. “This is a dare? Do you honestly think you can dare me into your bed?”
“Yes, I honestly do.”
Her chin goes down and she stares at her feet. “He told me that I was frigid. That it was all right with him. That it didn’t matter. That sex wasn’t the most important thing in a relationship,” she confesses.
Jesus Christ. “I want five minutes alone with the guy. I swear to God, just five minutes.” I take a deep breath. This stopped being a game the minute she said frigid. “Do you believe him?”
“I did,” she answers, her voice mousier than I’ve ever heard it.
“Do you still?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s a lie. But we can work with it. If you don’t know, what do you think the best way to find out is?”
“You think your penis has some kind of magical powers, and I’m just going to instantly thaw from its majestic abilities?”
“You can tell me how magical I am when we’re through.”
She rolls her eyes.
“And while I think you’ll find my penis spectacular, maybe even majestic, I don’t think you should count my hands and mouth out of the deal.”
Now she’s looking anywhere but at me.
“You’re not frigid. I promise.”
“It wouldn’t mean anything. If we do this. It won’t make me change my mind about the bar, so if you think you’re going to seduce and con me—”
“Don’t. Compare. Me. To. Him.”
“Fine.” She throws her arms open wide. “Seduce me,” she says with all the enthusiasm of someone who just wants to stop arguing. She’s not convinced, but I’ve got all night.
“You really don’t think this is going to work, do you? You don’t think I can make you come?” I step toward her again since she didn’t bolt before, backing her into the wall. I kiss her neck, my mouth hot and teasing, and she closes her eyes. “I should tell you something first,” I say, inhaling that tender spot behind her neck.
“Tell me what?” She’s trying to sound reserved, so cool. There’s nothing frigid about this woman. She just doesn’t believe it yet.
“I have a favorite sex act. It’s almost a fetish.” She stiffens, either my words or the way I nibble her earlobe has caught her off guard. “Do you want to hear what it is?”
