Wasp must have heard my silent confession, because he propped himself up on one elbow and met my gaze. “Has anyone ever licked your pussy?”
The way he said it was so hot, it made me almost want his tongue on me. “No.”
“Then how do you know you don’t like it?”
Wasp’s bedroom window was open, and a comfortable breeze barely kept the summer heat at bay. My skin was hot and flush after what we’d just done, but I suddenly felt the need to cover up. I grabbed the sheet and pulled it over myself, wishing I could slink away and not have this conversation.
“It’s stupid.” And it would make me sound even more inexperienced than the question about my ears ringing. “Not even worth talking about.”
“Tell me,” he said, dipping a hand in the sheet so he could tug it down to reveal my breasts. “Your tits are amazing. Don’t hide them from me.” He bent and flicked his tongue over one nipple. “Now talk.”
I could tell he wasn’t going to let up until I told him. “Promise not to laugh.”
“I never laugh about oral. I’m not a complete monster.”
Right. Of course not.“My freshman year of high school, this senior, Luke, was dating a junior, Ally. Luke told his buddies that he went down on her after one of the games and she tasted like Cool Ranch Doritos.”
He stared at me, barely blinking, before throwing his head back and roaring with laughter.
I socked him right in the middle of his perfect abs. “Youarea monster! You promised you wouldn’t laugh.”
Capturing my wrists in his big strong hands, he only laughed harder.
I glared at him. “I don’t think you understand how mortifying this was, or how promises work.”
“You didn’t warn me it would be this outrageous. You won’t let me go down on you because you’re afraid you’ll taste like chips. I can’t help it, that shit’s fuckin’ funny.”
“No, it was awful. You know how small-town schools are; that rumor spread like wildfire. The flavor of Ally’s vajayjay practically made the news. Some of the guys even taped chip bags all over her locker. Ally was a total bitch, but I felt bad for her. I mean, her coochie will forever be associated with chips.”
“Stop,” Wasp was holding his side, still laughing. “You’re only making it funnier.”
Now that I said the story out loud, it did sound pretty ridiculous. I’d let high school drama that wasn’t even about me taint my view of oral sex. “It was traumatizing,” I defended. Laughter bubbled up inside me, so I had to close my mouth, trying to keep it bottled.
“You’re trying not to laugh, but it’s funny as shit,” Wasp said. “Cool Ranch Doritos. God, Carly, I’ve gotta tell the guys about this.”
“Don’t you dare!” I said, appalled.
He attacked me with his fingers, tickling my sides until I was shrieking and lurching away from him. “Stop! Stop! We’re gonna wake up Trent!”
Wasp’s lips landed back on mine, silencing my protests. His fingers softened, then started caressing my skin. Sighing, I relaxed and let him have his way with me. And this time, when his kisses drifted down my stomach, I didn’t stop him.
Wasp
CARLY WAS ONE of the most unintentionally amusing people I’d ever met. She was so damn complicated I couldn’t wait to see what she showed me next. Every story, every fear, every complication made me want to know more about her. She had layers of pain on top of layers of tragedy, and every time she laughed, one of those layers peeled away. Every musical note felt like a personal victory.
I’d finally found something besides fixing bikes that I was good at: making Carly laugh.
Drifting down her body, I felt her tense up beneath me, so I slowed down and peppered more kisses across her stomach. She was so self-conscious about her stretch marks, but I saw them as more signs of her strength. I kissed every last one before hovering above her thighs. She tensed again.
“Dove.” I grinned up at her. “You’re not gonna taste like Cool Ranch Doritos. And if you do, they’re my favorite, so it’s fine.”
She cracked a smile and shook her head at me. “I never should have told you that story.”
“Yes, you should have, because now I can get you over it. Trust me, oral is something you want to experience. You’ve been missing out.”
She chewed on her lip. With cheeks a sensuous shade of freshly-fucked-pink, hair a mess of dark curls, and body writhing beneath me, she was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. My lips landed on her right thigh, and I kissed my way up to the swollen lips of her pussy. She sucked in a breath, and I grazed over her slit before kissing the other thigh. With my thumb, I began massaging her clit as I licked and nibbled the delicate skin between her legs.
“Drew,” she breathed, sounding so hot and bothered my cock instantly hardened.
