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I have to thump my chest to release the air that gets stuck there. “What?”
“You have different equipment than I do, so yeah. I’d want to know what sex feels like with yours.”
“You couldn’t pick, like, mountain biking or something?” My hand rubs over my sternum, soothing the beating it just took so I could breathe again.
“I can already do that.” She waves a hand dismissively. “Not as well as you, but I’m assuming it would be similar for both of us. Sex on the other hand… That might feel completely different.”
Dammit, now I’m curious what it would feel like for her.
“You’re picturing it, aren’t you?” She bites the corner of her lip again. “What it would feel like if you were a woman?”
“Don’t start,” I groan, trying to ignore the press of my cock against my zipper as my mind wanders from what it would be likeasher to what it would be likewithher.
“Oh my gosh, you are.” There’s a wicked gleam in her eyes as they drift to my lap. “And it turns you on.”
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Yes, it does. I can see it.” She points to my crotch, which is sporting a noticeable bulge.Dammit.
“That’s not because I want to know what sex feels like for women.” I run a frustrated hand through my hair.
“Well, it’s not morning wood, so what it is it for?”
“We’re talking about sex,” I grunt.
“That’s all it takes?” she asks innocently.
“No,weare talking about sex. You and me.”
“And?”
She really doesn’t get it.“Don’t you remember me telling you my cock had never been so hard that morning at your house?”
“You said that was morning wood.” A tiny crease settles between her brows.
“I also said I wouldn’t be so hard if I wasn’t attracted to you.” I shouldn’t be admitting that, but my brain isn’t firing on all cylinders right now.
“You’re attracted tome?”She points to her chest.
“Jesus, Tiff. I told you the same thing this morning.”
“You said I was pretty. There’s a difference.”
“Not in my mind.”Shit, I really need to keep my cock from doing the talking. It’s only going to give her the same sort of bad ideas I had last night.
“So, that’s for me?” She points to my lap again, this time with a hungry look in her eyes.
Yep, walked right into that one.
“We need a new game. Gin.”
“I’d rather play the same one we did last night.” She blinks up at me with obvious intent.
“Not happening.”
“Why not?”
“You know why.” I smooth my sweaty palms over my legs.
