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His arm moves down to my hip as we turn our attention back to the movie. He rewinds it a bit. We stay like that, curled up together, watching the film. His fingers grip my hips, occasionally he flexes them, squeezing my hip. It makes me tingle in ways I can’t really explain, and in others that I know all too well.
“Wes?” I ask as the credits start to roll.
“Yes, Abbey?”
“Have you had a lot of sex?” I blush at the word sex, and his fingers stroke my hip.
He laughs. “I’ve had a decent amount. Yes. Why do you ask?”
“I’m curious about it.”
“About sex with me?” He smirks down at me. My cheeks flush even more.
“About sex in general.” I shrug. “It’s never been really good for me.”
“Well, it seems you sleep with a lot of jerks.”
“I’ve never had an orgasm from sex.”
“Never?”
“No. No guy has ever gotten me off.”
“Not even from oral?”
“I’ve never received oral.” I shift slightly, my cheeks still burning with embarrassment.
“That’s just not okay.” He says. “You poor thing.”
“You go down on girls?”
“As often as I can.” He laughs. “Sex is only good when both people are enjoying it.”
He is looking at me with his big, brown eyes, his arm around my waist, and I realize I’m in deep with how much I trust himand how comfortable I feel with him. He is attractive, and I could feel some kind of chemistry brewing between us.
Maybe Sue is right. Maybe I can’t be just friends with a guy, but I could really use a good friend, not just another boyfriend.
“So why don’t you have a girlfriend, then?”
“I took some time for myself after the whole trying to kill myself thing, and then really, just no one of interest around. I’ve been on a few dates with a few girls, but it always fizzles out. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not staying celibate by any means, just nothing serious.”
“When was the last time you had sex?”
“Three nights ago.” He says with a shrug. “With some fan hanging around backstage. You?”
“Four months ago.” I was dating Fredrick Mess fromOutlanderfor a bit.”
“And Freddy didn’t go down on you, like a little bitch. So, what do you do to scratch the itch, then?”
“I… Well, I mean…” I stumble over my words, blushing. “I masturbate sometimes.” I say softly, with a shrug.
“Sex isn’t a big thing for you, is it?”
“I don’t know. I’m very curious about it, but since it’s never been really good for me, I guess I don’t know what I’m missing.”
“Well, I mean, I know we are just friends and all, but if you ever get desperate, I’d be happy to help you out.” He laughs. “I’m kidding. Kind of.”
I laugh as heat floods my cheeks and other places. “I will keep that in mind.” And I really would be keeping that in mind.
