Page 58 of Getting Down to Business

“I just don’t…do that.”

“Why not?” he asked, not moving from his position between her legs. She was always rather adventurous when it came to sex. He didn’t understand the hang up.

She let out a sigh and looked up at the ceiling, no doubt realizing they weren’t going any further until this was discussed.

“Wait. Are you one of those girls who sees it as a chore?”

“Probably because guys always seem to act like it is. Then they take a two-second pass and expect to have a parade thrown in their honor.”

“I’m sure some guys are like that. I’m not one of them. I assure you, you will want to throw a parade when I’m done.”

“It doesn’t really do anything for me,” she admitted.

“How is that possible?”

She shrugged instead of answering while she continued to wiggle away.

“Have you ever explored this with a guy? Like, tried different stuff. Mapped out what you like and don’t like?” he pushed, wanting to get to the bottom of this mystery.

She shook her head quickly and looked up at the ceiling.

“Okay, then let’s figure this out,” he suggested with a big grin.

“How about if I do you instead?” She started to sit up and move away. Gray thought maybe there was something else going on, although he had to admit her offer did make him throb.

“You can’t accept pleasure from someone without reciprocating?” He raised a brow at her.

Her lack of an answer told him everything he needed to know. He was right. She didn’t want it to be about her, and most guys were okay to let her bow out of the spotlight. Gray wasn’t.

“We can either do what I want to do, or I’m taking my toy and going back to my room,” he teased, hoping a joke would make her less tense.

“Why do you care so much?” she balked. “I’m giving you a free pass.”

“You might have been with guys who just wanted to get off as quickly as possible, but we’re not all like that. Some of us think it’s hot when the woman gets off too.”

She let out a sigh of annoyance.

“I don’t think I can relax enough,” she confessed.

“Do you trust me, Liss?”

“Trust? Really?” she complained. “No. You know I don’t trust anyone.”

“I don’t mean with big emotional stuff, I mean with this.” He nodded down in the general area.

“I don’t know.” Her answer was more of a whine.

“Haven’t you liked everything I’ve done so far?”

“I guess so.”

“Will you trust me with this? It will be fun. Give me ten minutes and if you’re not into it, we’ll move on.”

“Do you have a timer?”

“There’s one on my phone.” He pointed at the nightstand, knowing she wouldn’t actually use it.

“Proceed,” she said stiffly while squeezing her eyes closed.

Gray laughed and shook his head. It would appear he had his work cut out for him.

He was up for the challenge.