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“Well…”
I motion a hand, coaxing her to continue.
“Ejaculating in a woman’s mouth is repulsive. All those germs. Sucking him off for a few strokes was okay, as long as I brushed my teeth and used mouthwash before we continued because kissing me after his cock was in my mouth was a big no-no.”
No fucking way.
I’m stunned into silence.
I want to ask her why the hell she dated someone incapable of bringing her pleasure, but I refrain.
“He’s the only man I’ve ever been with.” She answers my unspoken question. “Once he hooked up with his current girlfriend-slash-fiancée, all of a sudden, receiving head and eating pussy became his favorite things. Said girlfriend-slash-fiancée made sure to let me know by sharing explicit photos and videos of them in action.” She lets out a suffering sigh. “Maybe it was me.”
No, sweetheart, it was your loser ex.
“Maybe my vulva wasn’t to his liking.”
I’m willing to bet your pussy is perfect.
“For the past two years…” she lets her words trail.
“You haven’t been with anyone?”
She shakes her head. “You’re free to bail out now. I wouldn’t be offended.”
I hook a hand behind the nape of her neck and pull her close to me. “Not a chance.”
She places a hand against my chest before dropping her forehead. “I don’t want you to be disappointed, Beckett.”
“Look at me.”
She does.
“You’re a dichotomy, Arianne. A very sexy dichotomy. I saw the way you danced. Fuck”—I shake my head, flashing back to those hips rolling—“you’re incredibly sensual. It isn’t forced. You’re not trying to wrestle a reaction out of me. What makes it so disarming is how much you’re oblivious to your sensuality. There’s a force hiding inside you. You simply haven’t found the right guy to coax it out of you—”
“Which is why you should run while you still can—”
“I want to be that guy.”
She looks up at me like I have two heads. “Really?”
“Tell me you don’t want that, and I’ll go—”
“I want that.”
I brush my lips over hers. “Good answer, baby.”
She grins, threading her fingers through my hair. “I’m not used to being your friend yet and you’ve already elevated me to baby status? It’s a bit much for a girl to handle.”
“The next level for you is hot little lover.”
Her eyes grow as wide as saucers.
“No pressure,” she says.
“I believe in you.” She sucks in a breath. “Strip. Keep the shoes and the underwear.” She reaches between us and pulls her t-shirt over her head and tosses it onto the floor.
I take a step back to allow more maneuvering room. When her skirt pools at her feet, she kicks it to the side.
