Page 70 of A Real Goode Time

She snorted. “It’s eleven.”

I blinked in shock. “It is? I’ve never slept till eleven in my entire life.”

“Well, you needed it. You were sleeping hard there for a while.”

“How long have you been awake?” I asked.

A little shrug. “Half an hour? Forty-five minutes at the most.”

“Just watching me sleep?”

A nod. “Yeah.” Demure eyes, looking at me and away. “Is that okay?”

“To wake up with you naked, laying all over me? Fuck yes, it’s okay.”

I was getting hard again, and my shorts, thin and stretchy and loose, would do zero to hide that. Mainly because her leg, thrown over me, would feel it as I engorged. I wasn’t sure how to proceed, though. We had to talk about her being a virgin. And what it meant for what we did next.

Butgod,I wanted to get freaky with her. Not, like, kinky freaky, just…sex. I wanted whatever she was willing to do. Weird to say, but I honestly just wanted to feel her hand on me again. I’d never have thought I’d be eager for a handjob, but the way she’d touched me was…pure magic. Raw, sizzling erotic magic.

And I wanted it again.

Her eyes met mine, and I knew she was feeling my arousal grow. “Whatcha thinking about, Rhys?” she murmured, a small, playful smile on her face.

“That I’m horny as fuck, that you’re naked and sexy, that I want to taste your pussy again and make you come, that I want you to jerk me off again, that I want your mouth on my cock, that I want you to ride me, that I’m confused about how you’re a virgin yet so sexy and sultry and seductive.”

“That’s a lot.”

“Yeah, it is.”

“I’m confused too.” She pressed a kiss to my chest. “And just as horny, and I wish you were naked too, and I want…all of that.”

“All of it?” I met her eyes.

Conflict in those seductive eyes. “Do Iwantall of it? Hell yes. Am I sure I’m ready for it? If I’m ready to climb on and ride you right this moment? Not exactly.”

“We need to talk about that, Torie.”

“I know.” Her hand slithered down my belly, skittered under my shorts. Brushed my cock. “Can the conversation happenafterwe do nice things to each other?”

“Nice things?” I said, my belly tightening as she teased her hands inside my shorts without actually grasping me yet. “What nice things did you have in mind?”

“I dunno,” she murmured. “Last night was pretty…nice.”

“Yeah, it was. Very…nice.”

Her eyes fixed on mine as she took me in her hand. “I really just want to touch you some more. But…I don’t—I don’t want to confuse you, or make things hard for you.”

“Too late.” I hissed in pleasure as her small strong warm hand slid down my shaft, stuttering slowly to my base. “Already confused as hell, but shit, the way you touch me, Torie? I couldn’t stop you if I wanted to, and I don’t want to. And obviously, I’m plenty hard.”

“You don’t even have to do anything,” she murmured. “Just…let me enjoy touching you.”

“Oh, I’ll do something.” I felt my brain turning sideways, felt my reason abandoning me. “I’m gonna make you…make you feel so good.”

Her laugh was low and sultry. “God, you made me feel incredible last night. I’ve never come that hard in my life.”

“You came, like, three times, but not boom-boom-boom.”

“Weird, huh?”