Page 65 of Rapunzel Is Losing It

“You know what I mean.”

She shook her head, lips pursed.

“So, when you said that you squirt sometimes…”

“On my own.”

Double fuck. “Got it.”

“Let me make this clear for you. You were my first kiss and my second kiss, and now my first blow job. I did those things because I wanted to. If I wanted to, I could get on Tinder and get laid like that.” She snapped her fingers. “So if you start pitying me-“

“I’ve never pitied you and I don’t intend to start now.”

“Good. Why are you smirking like that?”

“I think I’m going to have a lot of fun being your first everything.” I bent down to kiss her neck and she trembled, composure slipping for a split-second.

“What makes you so sure that I’ll let you?”

I trailed more kisses up her neck to the hollow beneath her ear, her breaths stuttering through her lungs. I shot a glance at our reflection. Her eyes had closed. And I was satisfied with the position of my mouth - so, I sucked her skin beneath my teeth.

“Ow.” She jerked in my embrace, nails digging into my wrists, only to dissolve into whimpers. She writhed her hips against me and my dick was ready to go again.

It was over within seconds though and I leaned back to admire the angry red mark I’d left of her neck. “First hickey.”

“Are you serious?” She gaped and leaned forward, pushing her hair back to check for herself. “Are you dumb?” She whirled around and whacked me in the shoulder. “Del is going to see that. Tabitha and Defne are going to see that. What do you expect me to tell them, huh?”

“That you went on Tinder and got laid like that.” I snapped my fingers, throwing her words back in her face.

“I’m going to bed and if this thing is still there in the morning, you can start looking for a new job, Vic.”

“Vic? That’s new.”

“Rhymes with dick.” She stuck her tongue out at me and turned to walk off. I couldn’t help myself. I slapped her ass.

She yelped and turned around, wagging her finger at me. “Thin ice.”

I finished cleaning up and walked out of the bathroom to find her curled up in bed under a mountain of blankets, that demonic cat lying beside her while she tapped away on her phone.

“Looking up ways to cover a hickey?” I asked.

“No-ouh.”

“You’re a shitty liar.” I laughed and pulled the door open. “I’ll see you later, zhizn’ moya.”

“Bye Vic.” She smirked at her little joke but didn’t look up from her phone, clearly intent on putting me in my place. I switched her light off, and almost missed her mumbling “Thanks.” before I pulled the door shut behind me.

CHAPTER TWENTY

• frap sluts •

Defne • 08:39am

First everything? EVERYTHING??

Del • 08:39am

He said that?