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“I’m more concerned about you.” She licks her lips. LICKS HER LIPS. “Should we do something about that?”
“We?” My cock throbs behind my zipper.
“I mean…” Her cheeks flood with color again. “I did say you were old enough to teach me some things.”
My heart seems to skip a beat—or ten—as I ask myself if I heard correctly.She couldn’t remember…?When she bites her lip teasingly, my whole body seems to seize up.Guess she wasn’t as out of it as I thought?
Wanting her and not being able to act on it is hard enough—now that I have confirmation she’s into it—Fuck!
I scrub a hand over my face, willing my dick to deflate before this gets to the point of no return. “Are you seriously asking me to teach you how to give a blow job? Uh, uh. No way. I will not be the guy responsible for corrupting you.”
“You can’t corrupt me if I’m the one asking.”
“I doubt anyone else would see it that way,” I snort. “They’d string me up and cut my nuts off if they even knew we were having this conversation.”
She lifts a casual shoulder. “So, don’t tell anyone. Your secret will be safe. And it’s not like I want anyone to know I had to ask for a lesson.”
“Why do you want a lesson anyway? You got someone you want to please? Wait…don’t answer that.” I hold my hand up like a stop sign. “It’s better if I don’t know.”
She flutters those long lashes in my direction.I knew it, she’s a fucking siren.“Please, Deacon? I’m twenty-two and I don’t have any idea how to do it right. I just want to practice.”
“I hear bananas are good for that. Or cucumbers. Any sort of produce really.”
“Produce can’t tell me if I’m doing it right.”
My dick strains against its fabric prison as my mind drifts to all the pointers I could give.No. Bad. Do not encourage this.I shake my head firmly. “You want me to risk Cade’s wrath so you can get feedback on your skills?”
“You’d get a blow job out of it.” She makes it sound like that’s a reasonable exchange. I mean, it would be if she weren’t her and I wasn’t me.
“No blow job is worth that, not even one from your sweet mouth.”
Her jaw drops open. “My what?”
Backpedal, backpedal, backpedal.
“I’m sure there are plenty of guys who would be happy to teach you what to do. Guys who wouldn’t be run out of town for touching you. They might even get off on it.” I’m rambling, mainly because I can’t think of anything hotter than being her sex teacher. Corrupting her with my filthy desires.Stop it. Not her.
“You’re saying I should find someone else?” Her bottom lip puffs out in a sultry pout.Does she know she’s doing that, or is she just a natural tease?
“Don’t put words in my mouth. I’m saying I can’t teach you.”
“Who else would I ask? You’re the only single guy I know, and I trust you to give me good feedback. Besides, you’re the one who said it can never be real, so what’s the harm in having fun.”
“Jesus Christ.” I push myself awkwardly off the couch since my dick is trying so hard to take over for my brain. “I knew I should’ve taken you to a doctor. You’re clearly still concussed. Or drunk.”
“I’m not concussed. Or drunk. Stop treating me like a child.” She flops against the back of the couch and crosses her arms in a huff, though it’s the glassy sheen to her eyes that catches my attention. I’m not convinced she’s in her right mind—she’s never been this forward—but even if she’s not, I get the sense there’s a deeper meaning behind that statement. The tears wouldn’t make an appearance otherwise.
“What makes you think I’m treating you like a child?”
The contempt in her gaze makes my chest hurt. “You pick up women like it’s your job, but you won’t look twice at me.”
“Tiff…” The safe response dies on my lips as I see hers quiver. “I don’t even remember the last time my cock was this hard. Do you think I’d be this way if I wasn’t attracted to you?”
A wave of confusion passes over her face. “If you’re so attracted to me, why aren’t you saying yes?”
“Aside from the fact that the whole town would line up behind Cade to kill me, I’m the poster child for seedy hookups and meaningless sex. You should be running away from a guy like me.” With that admission my dick finally starts to deflate.
“I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m suggesting we have a little fun.”
