“Guilty.” He turns those sweet brown eyes my way, and I feel my resolve starting to melt.
“We can’t do anything, Julian. We really can’t, okay? Last night had to be it. Anything more would just make things harder. For both of us.” I have to look away from his handsome face and his shiny black hair and all those muscles.
“Okay.”
I lift a brow. “Okay?”
“Yes, that’s fine with me. I just came over to chat.”
“Chat?”
He grins, and I roll my eyes. He’s got me doing my parrot impression again.
“And what do you want to chat about?” I ask cautiously.
“Well, I wondered if there was a Lesson Two. To follow Lesson One.” His smile is growing.
I frown at him and go to speak, but he cuts me off.
“It doesn’t need to be a hands-on lesson this time. We can just do it—discussion style.”
I cross my arms, taking him in skeptically. “Well,” I say slowly, “there is more I could say. I guess.” I still feel like I can trust his intentions about as far as I can throw him.
“Great! Then we can just sit here and talk. I’ll stay on my chair, and you stay on yours.” He proclaims it confidently with an expression that says, “Easy-peasy lemon squeezy.”
I shrug. “Okay.”
We’ll see how this goes.
“So…” I chew the inside of my cheek as I contemplate what to say. “I think the next most important topic would be… orgasms.”
His head snaps in my direction, his brows high. I hold his gaze and smirk.
Let’s see how easy-peasy you find this, cowboy.
“The male orgasm is… straightforward. It’s pretty easy to figure out how to achieve one, pretty obvious whether or not you’ve had one.” My eyes linger on the bulge in his lap then move back up as I tilt my head.
He scowls playfully, and I let my lips hint at a smile before I continue.
“The female orgasm, on the other hand, is far more mysterious. How to do it, how to know whether you did it, how long it takes to do it. It’s complicated.”
He just watches me, and I’m pleased at his close attention.
“And so, the concept I would introduce to you is called She Comes First.”
He nods lightly.
“There’s a book by that name that I highly recommend.” I wink. “But that’s not exactly what this lesson is about. I thinkthat you, as a man, should make every effort to get her off first,” I declare. “Whether that’s with your hands, a vibrator, or… your mouth.” I glance at his lips, and heat rushes to my face. “Did you know that something like eighty percent of women cannot climax from intercourse alone?”
He looks surprised.
“It’s true. In the vast majority of women, the external clitoris needs to be stimulated to get there.”
He frowns, squinting. “So if my partner sounded like she came, but there was only…” He clears his throat.
“Penis-in-vagina sex?”
He nods.
