Spoiler: it’s not him.
She has excellent taste.
“Wait until she’s locked out tonight,” he says casually. “When her mommy’s getting it from both ends.” He throws me a challenging look. “Hope she’s there to help you walk tomorrow.”
“I think one finger is enough,” I mumble.
“Mmm.”
“What doesmmmmean?”
He shrugs. “You’ve taken more than one before.”
Ugh. Why the hell does he have a memory of an elephant?
“On a scale of one to ten”—I hesitate—“how badly do you want to do…that?”
He grins. “Say it.”
I glare. “Just answer.”
“Say anal.”
“Nathaniel,” I snap. “Are you five?”
“Butt stuff?”
“Oh my god.” I drop my head back. “Forget it.”
After a beat, he answers. “One hundred.”
“What?” I screech. “A hundred out of ten?”
“Pretty sure it’s every guy’s dream,” he says calmly. “And it would be something sexual we experience together for the first time.”
“Oh.” I bite my lip to hide a smirk, then swiftly remember he’s had sex with another girl before me, and it makes me feel sick.
He laughs. “You cannot be jealous of people from twenty years ago.”
“Whatever. You wouldn’t even fit.” I shudder. “Have you seen the size of that thing?”
“Mads,” he says gently. “If that’s your concern, we’d work you up to it.”
Work me up to it?“What does that mean?”
“You’d wear a butt plug, and then we can increase the size as you open up.”
My mouth gapes. He is so matter-of-fact about it. “How long have you been thinking about this?”
“Since your freshman year at USC,” he states with confidence.
“I—” Unsure what to say, I sit silent, staring straight ahead.
“This can’t come as a surprise. We’ve always played around back there. The way your body responds to barely a touch tells me you’d fucking love anal.”
“How would you know if you’ve never done it?”
He puts on his blinker and turns toward the house. “You forgot I have an oversharing brother.”
