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“Holy shit, Sophie. You’re good at this.”
She lit up as if I had given her the biggest compliment. Then she grinned.
“You think so?”
I nodded. “I know so. You just wrapped me around your finger like a pro.”
“Thanks. I haven’t had practice.”
“What about your ex?”
Her grin faltered. “We don’t really do that anymore. At the beginning, yes, but it passed its phase.”
“Flirting’s for everyone, even those in a relationship. It’s a universal language of caring and complimenting another person.”
“Or getting into a person’s pants?” she teased.
“I flirt with everyone, but I don’twantto get into everyone’s pants,” I shot back. “I just want to make people feel special.”
“Really? It’s not sexual at all?”
I smirked. “I’m a man with a sexual nature, sweetheart. Sex will always be in the picture if we’re both single and attracted to each other.”
“Oh, yeah? What was your last sexual adventure?”
“With a woman that I met over drinks.”
“Here?”
“Here,” I confirmed. “A little flirting, some great eye contact, and we both knew how the night was going to end.”
“How did it end?”
The clink of glasses became prominent somewhere in the background. I hesitated, wondering if she was ready to hear this. Then I tossed that hesitation out the window.
“With her bent over this counter when the place was closed and no one was around. She took me in deep, and I had to tell her to be quiet so we wouldn’t get caught.”
Her pupils dilated, my only focus now as I couldn’t take my gaze off her. A hand curled around my shirt unconsciously, as if she didn’t know what to do with it, but then she remembered herself and let go.
“You make it sound exciting. I bet it is.”
Was it me or did she sound wistful?
“What? Having sex in a restaurant?”
“No. Having sex bent over. It sounds very… raw. Primal.”
My entire body stilled at her words.
“Are you telling me you and your ex never…?”
Sophie shook her head. “We did it in bed. Missionary style. We tried other positions, but he never hit that spot unless it was missionary, so we stuck to it.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Then he didn’t know what he was doing,” I said. When she looked down, I reached and touched her chin with my thumb, bringing it back up.
“I don’t know,” she mused, doubtful. “It was pleasurable enough for me. What else is there to it?”
