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“All the details? Okay. I was a slacker in high school, so although my SAT scores were great, my GPA was too low to get into a big state school. I had four backups to choose from…”
“Okay, maybe leave some things out,” Braden replied.
“College boyfriend,” I said. “Marcus. He and I were terrible for each other, but we hadamazingchemistry in the bedroom. It was the first relationship where we were both comfortable trying new things together. Every position imaginable, handcuffs…”
“And sticking it in new and exciting places,” Braden finished. “Most women aren’t into that. How’d he convince you?”
Ignoring the way my cheeks were heating, I grinned lustily. “It was my idea. I’d seen it in porn before, and wanted to try it.”
“And it blew your mind.”
“Not at first,” I said with a chuckle. “The first time we tried, it hurt too much. I think we rushed into it. But we tried again a week later, and took our time, and he got me nice and relaxed…” I sighed happily at the memory. “It was incredible.”
Braden shifted underneath me, and I felt the hard length of his cock through his underwear. “Damn, that’s hot.”
“Yeah. It was. But we broke up soon after that and I never got to do it again. Since then, I’ve never been comfortable enough with a guy to talk about that fantasy.”
“Why me, then?” he asked, gently wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my back.
“Well, you brought up anal first,” I explained. “And the way you were grinding against me in the shower… it reminded me of it.”
His lips nibbled on my earlobe, breath tickling across my skin. “I don’t want to do that tonight, but in the future… let me know. We can have a lot of fun.”
I sighed back against his body. “I’ll think about it.”
“Speaking of thinking about it, I’ve beenthinkingabout what I want to do with you for the past ten minutes. And after hearing your story, I’m as stiff as a two-by-four.”
“I noticed.”
He pushed me forward and spun me around until I was laying on my back on the couch. After quickly shimmying out of his underwear, he retrieved a condom from his pants on the floor and deftly rolled it on. Then he covered me with his body, and I spread my legs so I could feel him ground against my pussy through my panties. His kiss was passionate, something he had clearly been thinking about.
“We’ve barely played the game,” I said with a fake pout. “You hardly know anything about me.”
“I know enough,” he said before kissing me harder. His hips gyrated against me, the tip of his cock pushing the fabric of my panties into my already drenched lips.
Playing hard to get, I said, “I don’t even know your favorite color. What if it’s something I don’t approve of?” I don’t know if I could be with a man whose favorite color is, I don’t know, yellow.”
Braden frowned down at me. “Yellow is a great color.”
“Name three great things that are yellow.”
“Bananas, duh,” he said, nuzzling at my neck.
I reached down between my legs and pulled my panties aside, then took hold of his cock between my fingers and guided the tip into my pussy. “Name two more.”
“Squash,” he breathed, pushing forward half an inch.
“Squash isn’t great. Squash is mediocre.”
“Cheese.”
“Mmm hmm.”
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he gritted out, putting a little more weight into his thrust. But I was having fun drawing it out like a game, so I put a hand on his chest.
“That’s only two.”
Braden planted a muscular arm next to me on the couch and bit his lip. “Um. Yellow paint.”
