“Just because you said it once—” Pixel paused. “You just said it once, right?”
“Well …” Ceci paused. “No.”
“How many times have you said it?”
“At the Grouse Gathering or here at the hotel?”
“Start with the Grouse Gathering.”
“Thirteen.”
“What?”
“It would have been fourteen, but we got interrupted.”
“Interrupted?”
“We were in a broom closet.”
Pixel burst out laughing. “My God, the sex must be good. You were only there—how long?”
“Two days and two nights.”
“Okay well, so you’ve said it thirteen times plus however many times you’ve said it in the couple of the hours you’ve been at the hotel.”
“And on the drive here. Don’t ask.”
Pixel chuckled. “Fine. That doesn’t mean you have to say it every time. I mean it’s not as though he can make you.”
“Oh, yes, he can. I just blurted it out the first time, but he’s made me say it every time since.”
“What do you meanmadeyou?”
“The man has God-like self-control. I mean he was inside me, had his finger on my clit, and he just kept going and going and going, and he wouldn’t let me come until I said it.”
“What do you meanwouldn’t let you come?”
“Exactly what I said—he would stop moving inside me, take his finger away. He would get me right to the brink and then just stop. I think it was the most excruciating experience I’ve ever had.”
“Then why would you want to do it again?”
“Because it was also the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“Oh.” Pixel paused. “Why didn’t you just use your own hand?”
“Because he slapped it away, and when I tried again, he held it down. I was willing to give it a try with my left hand, but he held that one down too.”
“That’s not very Sir Galahad–like.”
“No, it’s not,” Ceci said, gritting her teeth. “They should take away his knighthood.”
“I suppose you could inform Buckingham Palace and let them take it from there.”
Ceci laughed. “Right. But you see my point. I had to say it. If I hadn’t, we might not be having this conversation. You might have found me in some rubber room in a straitjacket. And that’s if there were anything left of me they could scrape off the floor.”
Pixel laughed. “What do you think this is going to look like going forward?”
“I don’t know. I guess we’ll just go on as we’re doing now. Everyone at Blue Jet still thinks it’s a PR deal, and I’m not going to tell them any differently. I don’t know how Roxanne will feel about it. I’m not going to tell her, and I doubt very much Leo will.”
