‘Everywhere.’
‘Be specific,’ he coaxed. ‘Tell me exactly what you want – where you want me to put my hands or my dick.’
‘I want you to put your dick in my vagina,’ she said.
‘Okay, maybe we should start with something simpler. You could pay me a compliment. Tell me something you like about me – about how I look.’ He pulled back and spread his arms wide, putting himself on display for her perusal.
She hesitated.
‘It doesn’t have to be true.’ He smiled crookedly.
‘You have the most gorgeous smile,’ she said. ‘And your eyes are… beautiful.’
‘Thanks.’ He grinned. ‘But that wasn’t quite what I had in mind.’
‘I meant that,’ she said, offended. ‘You really do. And you have lovely hair.’ She ran a hand through his curls. ‘You’re very handsome.’
‘Thank you,’ he said more gently. ‘But I was thinking of something sexual – something about my body.’ His eyes dropped meaningfully to his crotch and she gasped.
‘You want me to – to compliment you on your—’ She couldn’t even say the word, waving vaguely in the direction of his groin.
He looked at her, his head cocked to one side, waiting. When she said nothing, his fingers moved to the waistband of his boxers. ‘Maybe you need a reminder.’
‘No!’ She put up a hand to stop him. She racked her brain. What was there to say about it? It was a penis. Though there was one thing… She cleared her throat. ‘You, um… you have a very big thing,’ she mumbled, her eyes sliding away.
He threw his head back and guffawed. ‘A very big thing? That’s nice to hear – and accurate,’ he said, sobering up. ‘Butthing? Come on, Claire. Use your words.’
‘You have a large penis,’ she said, with a mischievous smile, deliberately refusing to use the words he wanted just to wind him up.
His lips twitched. ‘Say something about how it looks when I’m aroused.’
‘Um… it’s hard? And it goes a bit longer.’
He chuckled, aware that she was just teasing him now. ‘It goes a bit longer?’ He tossed her onto the bed and started tickling her sides. ‘What else?’
‘It increases in circumference as well as in length,’ she yelped, as he hit a particularly ticklish spot.
‘Oh, baby, you’re making me so hot with your talk of my dimensions. I love the way your breathing goes all funny when I kiss you here.’ He kissed the side of her neck.
‘I like when you touch my nipples and they go pointy,’ she squealed.
‘They expand and increase in volume.’ He let her go and they collapsed, laughing, beside each other.
When his laughter subsided, Luca smiled at her fondly. ‘What am I going to do with you?’ he said.
‘Well… you could have sex with me?’
‘Oh, go on, then,’ he said, heaving an exaggerated sigh. ‘You’ve won me over with your dirty mouth.’
Later, when it came to the crucial moment, Luca handed her the condom. ‘Have you ever done this?’
‘Put on a condom? No. Not really.’
‘Well, now’s your chance.’
‘You want me to put it on?’
‘It’s something you should know if you want to come across as experienced. It’s pretty basic stuff.’
