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“ C onsider this blanket permission to come over whenever you want. Not that you don’t already do that, but I wanted to be clear. You’re always welcome in my room.” I climbed off the bed and pulled him to standing, ignoring the little voice in the back of my mind trying to convince me I should leave things as they were.

His brow furrowed, but he kept smiling. “What are you doing?”

“I think it’s time I crossed another item off my list.” Before the negative thoughts could convince me otherwise, I sank down to my knees in front of him.

Reece tucked my hair behind my ear. “You don’t have to do this tonight.”

“I want to.” And I did. I was scared I’d be terrible, but I never worried he’d laugh or berate me for trying. “Will you teach me?”

He nodded slowly. “If you’re sure.”

Holding his gaze, I stroked him once, stupidly pleased he was already hard, and snagged the waistband of his sweats. His cock sprang out, and I licked my lips, suddenly nervous at the size.

“You can stop any time you want,” he reassured me. “I’ll be here all night no matter what.”

I wrapped my fingers around him in a loose hold. “Where do I start?”

“Wherever you want, but generally, licking and sucking are both good options. Think of it like a lollipop.” He twitched a little in my hand, and I grinned.

“Tell me if I do something you don’t like.”

“Wifey, I like everything you do.” He widened his stance as I let my reservations go and explored his body.

I wasn’t a virgin. I’d touched penises before—well, one penis—but this encounter was something new. Reece was a lot bigger for one, and he seemed like he was enjoying my lack of experience.

I was enjoying it too, to my surprise. I’d always been curious, but I’d assumed blow jobs were strictly for the guy. No one had warned me how hot I’d get watching him slowly lose his composure.

His fingers closed around mine, tightening my grip. “Harder.”

We stroked together until I found the rhythm that made his breathing uneven. When he let go, I swirled my tongue around the tip, then took him deep.

His eyes slammed closed as he shallowly thrust into my mouth. “Fuck, Kenzie.”

I did it again and rolled my hips, desperate for something to relieve the ache. Reece fisted my hair and held himself still when he clearly wanted to move. I pulled back, freeing my mouth, but keeping my hands moving.

“Show me what you want. I can take it.”

He traced my jaw, then used his thumb on my chin to open my mouth. “Deep breath.”

With a hand cupping my head, Reece pushed all the way in with one quick snap of his hips, hitting the back of my throat. In some kind of blow job miracle, I adjusted to his size and used my tongue to apply pressure.

Reece slowly pulled out and plunged in again, giving me time to breathe in between movements. I was dripping wet, but squeezing my thighs together did nothing to alleviate the throbbing.

“Eyes on me, little thief.” He gave a tiny tug to my hair, and I moaned, lifting my gaze to clash with his.

“You like when I pull your hair?”

I moaned again, lost in the moment. His grip tightened, right to the edge of pain, and sharp pleasure lit me up.

His voice lowered. “You like when I fuck your mouth?”

Yessss. I loved it—I wanted him as desperate and out of control as I was.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered roughly. “I want you coming all over your fingers while I paint your throat.”

Thank god for pajama shorts. In an instant, I had my panties pulled aside and two fingers matching the rhythm of his hips. My pussy was soaked, and it wasn’t going to take much to push me over the edge.

“I’m going to come, Kenzie.” He tried to pull back, but I wasn’t having it.

I wanted the full experience, and he must have realized because he stopped trying to be gentle. His fingers tangled in my hair, and he held my head in place as he thrust roughly once, twice, before letting out a guttural groan.

I swallowed every drop, and as if he’d commanded it, an orgasm slammed into me. Reece released me, and my eyes closed as sharp little explosions rocked my body. He lifted me onto the bed and yanked my soaked pajama bottoms off, replacing my fingers with his.

“Give me another.”

I’d barely come down from my first orgasm before he had me riding the edge again. My head dropped back, and I lifted my hips to his mouth. He sucked hard on my clit, and I went flying again.

After two orgasms, I couldn’t move. My legs hung limply over the side of the bed, and when I worked up the energy to open my eyes, Reece gave me a smug grin from between my thighs.

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he said.

“Excellent. Glad it worked out. I’m just going to take a little nap.”

Reece chuckled and kissed my thigh. “Let’s get you settled.”

He pulled the bedding out from under me, helped me scoot until my head hit the pillow, then lay down next to me. I was a boneless heap, but he wrapped me in his arms and pulled me back against him.

Naked except for my sleep tank, I cuddled closer and passed out.

“Wake up, wifey. I have to go to morning skate.”

My eyes flew open to see Reece leaning over me, fully dressed. “What time is it?”

“Early. You can go back to sleep in a second, but unless you want someone to see me climbing out your window, you need to walk me out of here.”

I blinked a couple of times before my brain fully caught up. House rules required any guests to be escorted in and out. I’d mentioned the rule to him when we first started with all this, so I was surprised he remembered.

“Right.” I threw the covers back and belatedly remembered I was naked from the waist down.

Reece’s eyes tracked downward, and a self-satisfied smirk made me want to hit him with a pillow. “Might want to put on some shorts.”

I flipped him off and headed toward the bathroom while he laughed. “I’m brushing my teeth first. You’ll have to wait.”

“Kenzie, I could watch you walk around naked all day. Please take your time.”

I did. Then I gave an extra wiggle pulling on a clean pair of shorts while he stared. “Okay, I’m ready for the gauntlet.”

“No undies today?”

“Why? You’d probably just steal them.” I patted his chest as I walked past him toward the door.

He didn’t let me get far, spinning me around to kiss me stupid. My back hit the door, and when I considered begging him to stay, I forced myself to make a token protest.

“I thought you had to go.”

“I do,” he said, nipping my bottom lip. “Hockey things. Come over after your group meeting.”

“Okay,” I agreed breathlessly. He could have asked me to rob a convenience store, and I would have said yes as long as he kept kissing me.

A long few seconds later, the alarm on his phone went off, and he pulled himself away with a groan. “Now I really do have to go. Let’s go brave the masses.”

Despite my fear of Amanda lurking outside my room, we almost made it to the front door before we ran into anyone. Unfortunately, it was Kiki, followed by my nemesis. Amanda came around the corner talking to a few of our housemates.

She stopped mid-sentence and held up her hand. “Kenzie. I wasn’t aware you had a visitor last night.”

I tilted my head, suddenly fed up with her bitchy attitude. “That’s because I don’t have to report to you. My boyfriend was just leaving.”

“Amanda, a pleasure, as always.” His sarcasm went right over her head as she preened.

“And you,” he growled, backing me against the wall before taking my mouth in a possessive kiss. He gripped the side of my throat and tilted my chin up with his thumb.

I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and let him devour me in front of my sorority sisters. Just when I was ready to pull him back into my room, he eased away, rubbing his nose with mine.

“I’ll see you tonight,” he whispered with a wicked grin, then walked backward to the door.

In the silent hallway, I heard a lusty sigh from someone on my left, but I didn’t take my eyes away from Reece to see who it was. I was in so much trouble if I couldn’t establish some distance.

“Dicksand,” Eva said with conviction from the screen.

Marco nodded along next to me, and Sunny added her agreement with a sharp quack.

Avery leaned over to stage whisper, “Welcome to the Ball Bunny Book Club.”

I’d managed to avoid the first couple of book clubs, but I didn’t have a good excuse for this one. Avery offered to pick me up so her, me, and Marco could all Zoom in together, which is how I ended up at Reece’s house a couple of hours after he’d left me questioning my sanity, while he and his roommates were away at morning skate.

“Wait, what was that?” I stammered out as I yanked my wandering thoughts away from Reece yet again.

Stephen unmuted himself to answer. “Marco wanted to call us the Book Bunnies for obvious reasons, but Avery vetoed it. Then Eva suggested Ball Bunny Book Club, which Marco loved, and since Avery had already used her veto, we voted on it. Mac insisted he got two votes for the book club being his idea, and him, Eva, and Marco outnumbered me and Avery.”

He hit the mute button again and sat back with a raised brow I assumed was pointed at Eva. She remained unfazed by his recap.

“Don’t be a sore loser. Anyway, you’re stuck in dicksand, struck immobile by his cock and sinking fast. You need to float your ass out of there until you’re on solid ground.”

I glanced at Avery with wide eyes. All I’d said was I felt I might be in over my head with Reece, then I’d asked for advice. Avery shrugged, helpful as always.

“No,” Eva leaned forward, pointing at the screen. “Don’t do that big, doe-eyed scared thing. Dear god, no wonder Reece has lost his mind. He finally finds someone who puts up with his bullshit, and she’s a Disney princess. I told him this morning he’d better not fuck this up.”

I cocked my head. “Why were you talking to Reece this morning?”

She blew hair out of her face. “Shit, I’m losing my touch. See? Dicksand. Makes you stupid. I can’t tell you what he called about, but you’ll find out soon enough.”

Stephen unmuted again. “Has your language actually gotten worse ?”

Suddenly, Stephen’s square disappeared, and we got the message that he’d left the call.

Eva cleared her throat. “Any other complaints?”

I raised my hand, then thought better of it and dropped it back into my lap. “Could we possibly get back to my question?”

She held up the dark romance novel we were supposed to be talking about. “Did anyone read the book?”

Marco shoved his face between me and the camera. “I did, but I’d much rather dissect Kenzie’s relationship.”

“Seconded,” Avery said loudly from off-screen.

Eva sighed and tossed the book over her shoulder. “The usual then. At least Mac couldn’t make it. You know how upset he gets when we don’t talk about the book.”

Everyone around me nodded solemnly, and I wondered if I’d accidentally joined a cult.

Eva clapped her hands. “Okay, what kind of advice are you looking for? Because despite the efforts of some of us…” Marco blushed, and I made a note to ask about it later. “None of us have actually succeeded in getting Reece naked for sexy times. You’re the unicorn here. We should be asking you for advice.”

My gaze shifted from face to face as I asked myself the same question. What did I want to know? He’d come to me last night and said he needed me. This morning, he’d kissed me like he couldn’t get enough, both in front of an audience and before . What were we doing? How much of this was real?

I opened my mouth, then closed it again when I realized I couldn’t share what was bothering me without revealing our deal. Eva thought I was a unicorn because Reece wanted to date me, but what if I was a unicorn because he trusted me with his deepest secrets? What if I stopped second-guessing everything and simply trusted him back? Easier said than done, but I could try at least.

Reece said he wanted me. Since I had no plans to tumble into another long-term relationship right away, I didn’t need to know any more—I just needed to get out of my own way and enjoy him.

I smiled at the group. “I’m good, actually. I think I worked it out on my own.”

Eva high-fived herself right as Stephen logged back in with a plate of chocolate chip cookies I could literally see steaming on the screen.

He took a big bite, and Marco made a high-pitched whining sound next to me. “What’d I miss?”

“I helped Kenzie solve her relationship problem.” She disappeared for a second to retrieve her book. “Everyone turn to page sixty-three and someone explain to me how that position is physically possible.”