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“You are incredible. My god, you suck my dick like you were made to do it.”
My pussy clenches in response because holy fuck that might be the most vulgar thing anyone’s ever said to me. “That’s…hot.” He picks me up in his arms and carries me into the living room where he sits on the couch, draping my legs over his lap. “How many women have you been with?”
His eyes flit to me and he raises an eyebrow. “What brought that on?”
“You saying what you said about how I suck your dick. I assume that meant I was one of the best and it got me thinking about other women that may have done it better or just as good.”
“Definitely not better. Nobody has ever sucked my dick like you have.” He lets out a breath. “I’ve slept with…more people than you have, but sex with you is the best I’ve had by a mile.”
“You’re just saying that.” I roll my eyes becauseof course, what else would he say?Oh yeah, Simone let me fuck her in the ass twice a week and gave me head every hour on the hour.Speaking of which…
“No, I’m not, but I’m sure you won’t believe that. I just wish you would.”
“Do you want to have anal sex?” I blurt out not even responding to his last comment.Smooth.
His head is tilted back, resting against the back of the couch and a surge of pride moves through me because damn, maybe I did take it out of him. He turns his head to look at me. “Ummm, right now?”
“In general.”
“I would not be opposed to fucking your tight little ass, Shay,” he says in a way that sounds likeof course I do, just give me a second.
“I just…haven’t ever, so…you’ll need to be careful…gentle…slow.” I give him a nod and a point of my finger. “Just an FYI.”
He smiles. “Noted. Anything else?”
“That I haven’t done?” He nods again. “Like what?” He doesn’t say anything. “No threesomes. Or sex tapes!” I add, my voice going up an octave. “God knows, I can’t replicate what Kim did. I don’t have the energy.” I laugh rubbing a hand over my eyes.
“You really think I’d share you with anyone? I’d lose my fucking shit. I could never share you.” His lips form a straight line. “Fair on the sex tape, though I feel like that has something to do with you not trusting me, but I understand.”
“No…I just…”
“I get it.”
“Do you?”
“Yeah, you’re not like other women I’ve dated. Every decision you make potentially affects the rest of your life. I respect that.”
“Dated?” The word blares in my head like a neon light.
“What would you like to call this? Don’t say fucking because you and I both know it’s more than that.”
“Well, we are fucking,” I tease.
“Shay Celeste.” His voice is low yet even but I can hear the irritation.
I smirk at the use of my middle name. “Yes, Daddy?”
He can’t stop smiling in response and he moves to position me onto his lap. “Answer me.”
“Well, I would say that.” His lips bite my nipple through my shirt and my bra and I let out a sound that’s part moan, part whine. “Are you saying you want to be my boyfriend?”
“Doyouwant me to be your boyfriend?”
“Yes,” I whisper as I push my lips to his.
He grunts and accepts my lips, kissing me like we’re sealing the deal on our new relationship. His tongue licks into my mouth, coaxing mine into his and we kiss like old lovers that have been doing it for years. His hands are on my face, mine playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, and I move around in his lap, feeling his dick harden beneath me. He lets out a guttural groan and I pull back, remembering my unanswered question.
I narrow my eyes. “You still haven’t said how many women you’ve been with.”