I grabbed his shirt and kissed as gently as I could. “I can’t get over the fact that you look like a guy who just received his first blow job.”
His cheeks turned a fiery red.
I held up my hand. “Aside from the fact that I want to murder every man who’s been with you intimately, there is nothing wrong with this being your first blow job.”
“Sure. I came thirty seconds after you started touching me, but there’s nothing wrong with it.”
“Hey, that’s a compliment. I think you get to get through your first before you decide how to do things better. And I am not complaining. I loved making you feel that way.”
He could barely look at me, peeking up at me through his eyelashes. “Really?”
“Yes, really.”
25
ROWDY
I was horrifiedwhen I came so fast, but I had, once again, experienced something with Kess that I had never experienced with another human being. He kept doing that to me. If he was trying to make me love him less desperately, he was doing a terrible job of it.
As I ate the fantastic dinner he made for me, all I could think about was how much I wanted to do what we had just done again and again. And not just that; I wantedmore.
So much more, in fact, that it was impossible to keep focused on the conversation. He’d made me come so hard that I wanted to worship him with my mouth. Job one: Learn how to give a blow job like that.
I wanted to know what else he could do with his mouth, and it didn’t take much to imagine his tongue everywhere. Eventhere. I knew it wasn’t just a thing I’d read in a spicy book; according to Sky, people absolutely did that in real life and it feltamazing. I’d also read that it might soften me up, make anal a little easier.
“...but you and your cousin don’t much like asking for help, do you?”
I mean, Kess had a gorgeous dick, but it was also a little scary. I’d need a hell of a lot of preparation and lube and maybe a prayer or something. I hadn’t ever even used a dildo or anything, but the thought of Kess inside of me was suddenly all I could think about.
“Rowdy?”
Pushing inside of me, stretching me. For him to be the only one who’d ever done that to me. The only one who will ever do that to me. Making me his.
Not that I’d be his property, but...
“Rowdy.”
“Huh?”
Something about the intensity with which he said my name made me think Kess had been trying to get my attention for a while now.
“Where did you go?”
My mind immediately went back to the thought of him tonguing my asshole, and my face practically caught fire.
His laugh was low and deep. “Did I just catch you daydreaming about something naughty? Am I so boring that you can’t?—”
“Shut up,” I said, burying my face in my hands. “You’renotboring. Not even a little.”
“Oh, you must’ve been imagining something lewd and terrible to be this red.”
“Terrible? No. Lewd? Maybe.”
“Well, now youhaveto tell me,” he said, his eyes sparking with mischief. “What were you thinking of? What did you imagine I was doing to you, Rowdy?”
My chest and neck flushed hot, and my throat clenched up. The thought of telling him what I’d just been thinking—when I could barely believe my mind had gone there—was panicinducing. Did people really just say what they wanted out loud like that?
“Hey, hey, hey,” he said, his voice dropping to a soothing register. “I’m sorry for teasing you—I’m not trying to embarrass you, promise.”
