My cock twitches at the thought and I have to avert my gaze away from his because it’s lighting every cell in my body on fire.
I’m still riding the high from the glory hole earlier and I haven’t had a moment to process anything. Desire. Shame. Need. Regret. It’s like they’re all battling each other and my mind can’t settle on just accepting it for what I know it was.
One of the most erotic sexual experiences of my life.
Sex with Hannah is amazing. It always has been, but she knows about my curiosity.
She suggested a glory hole because of its anonymity. She thought maybe it would help me get past my own self doubts and insecurities about being with a man.
She was right. The moment I saw that guy in the other room and I knew he didn’t know who I was, nothing else mattered.
I was in the moment and not in my head and all of it felt unbelievable.
The way he sucked the soul from my cock should have been illegal and probably is in certain countries.
I can’t think of that now and sport a huge boner in front of my roommate for…I wonder how long he’s here for?
“So, how long are you and Hannah staying here?” he asks, as if he was reading my thoughts.
“Five days. It’s the final stop in our trip. You?” I ask.
“Same,” he replies quickly, grabbing a baguette out of his backpack.
The harsh brown paper crinkles loudly in his hands as he tears off a piece of the crunchy bread and tosses it in his mouth.
“Plain bread as a snack?” My brows pinch together as I judge his food choice even though I like the way his mouth moves when he chews on it.
His eyes widen before he repeats my words. “Plain bread? Plain bread? There’s no such thing asplain breadin Paris.”
Just then, Hannah walks through the door, shutting it behind her and walks toward me.
“Hannah, come here,” Dane says excitedly.
She stops, her eyes looking suspiciously between us then takes a step closer to him.
“Your boyfriend is judging mysnackchoice. You need to tell him how good it is.”
She smiles and nods, giving him a look like her favorite thing to do is give me a hard time.
He takes a step toward her. “Close your eyes.”
6
HANNAH
Ilook over my shoulder at Ethan, then back at Dane. I have no idea what I just walked into but I can feel the sexual tension swimming in the air.
“Just trust me,” he says, like it’s a natural, totally normal thing to just close your eyes in front of a guy you just met. “I don’t bite, I swear,” he adds, beaming that gorgeous smile of his.
I suck in a deep breath and close my eyes, then fold my hands into each other because I don’t know what else to do with them.
My body naturally cranes back as I feel his body inch closer to mine. I hear the crackling of a paper wrapper and the sensation of something close to my face.
I flinch when his whispered voice is right next to my ear, “Inhale.”
As if it’s a reflex from his demand, my lungs expand taking a deep breath and the buttery aroma hits my nostrils. It’s nutty and warm, and distinctly bread.
“Open,” he says, and I swallow thickly. My brows pinch in a mediocre attempt to open my eyes, but I know he meant mymouth, and for some reason I listen without questioning anything.
