She stopped mid-sentence, there. Though really, she’d known as soon as she’d felt him shaking against her. It was the reason he’d put his back to her, she knew.
Though it seemed so crazy she had to ask.
“Oh my god. Have you actually had an orgasm since we started doing this?”
“Uh…I guess that depends on how far back you mean when you saystarted.”
“I mean the start of this weekend, Isaac. I mean since you jerked off.”
“Well, I’ve definitely enjoyed myself during that time period.”
If they’d been face to face, she would have shaken her fist at him.
Instead, she gritted her teeth and ground out, “That is not an answer.”
“It is. You just don’t like it.”
“Of course I don’t like it. You’ve made me come like a million times, and you haven’t done it once? That is the worst thing I’ve ever heard. You must be in agony.”
“Honestly, it’s not so bad.”
She could practically feel him shrugging.
But there were other things she could feel harder.
He was still shaking, for a start. He was shaking so hard she was convinced she could hear his teeth chattering. And his breath against the side of her face was incredibly hot and really wavery. Like he was just barely holding on.
Like it was driving him out of his mind to be this restrained.
And she just couldn’t allow that to continue.
“Tell me how to do it. Just…tell me what you want me to do.”
“Sometimes, there isn’t something that can be done.”
“Don’t give me that bullshit. This is all about you still trying to stay in control—well, we’re going to get past that right now. Just say what you need to get off.”
“I have no idea. Honestly, Lydia,” he said.
But she could tell he was lying.
“You do have an idea. Tell me.”
“It’s not something I really think about.”
“Then think about it now.”
She expected it to take some time.
“Fuck me.”
“We’re already—”
“No. No. I mean,youfuckme.”
“You want me to…you want—”
“I want you to get on top and fuck me.”
