Before I can ask anything—
“I love seeing this,” he murmurs, almost absently. “My cum leaking from your tight, swollen little cunt. Covered in me. Sexy as hell.”
My blush deepens, a whole new kind of butterflies stirring.
Then he lowers his mouth to my clit.
“Wait. What are you doing?”
He looks up, smirking. “I taught you this already, stupid lil’ Charlotte. Don’t be selfish in bed. We can’t end your first time without you getting off.”
“We... can’t?”
But he’s already moving, already devouring. His skill is so dang good. My toes curl, thighs clamp tight around his head, and a tidal wave of pleasure rolls through me, leaving me gasping and trembling.
When he finally pulls away, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and gives me thatsmug, cocky grin.
I’m speechless once again. My body’s wrecked, my heart pounding. I didn’t think it would feel like that.
I didn’t thinkIcould feel like this.
God, I love—
“Hey,” he says suddenly, voice flat. “You’re not gonna be all dumb and with me now, right?”
Did he read my mind?
I blink. Swallow. Pretend it doesn’t hurt. I’ve seen how they talk, my brother and his friends. They rip into clingy girls after they’re gone, calling them desperate andpathetic.
I’m not going to be that. So I force a smile, smooth my hair, and say lightly, “Of course not. Thanks for... teaching me.”
Then I add, almost too casually, “Do you want me to go down on you too?”
“Hell no,” he scoffs, already pulling on his underwear. “I’m not letting you rake your fucking teeth down my dick. Learn to suck a cock on someone else.”
I flinch. The words land like a slap. Cold. Dismissive. Brutally honest.
He puts on his clothes without looking at me, as if we didn’t just do something that was so incredibly intimate.
Still, my chest tightens with panic. I don’t want him to leave! Not yet.
“Was I bad?” I ask softly, voice barely audible. “I felt like I just laid there... and you did everything.”
He shrugs, buttoning his jeans. “You did fine. You’ll get better with more practice.”
My heart leaps, and I blurt, “More practice withyou?”
The room goes still.
He pauses mid-motion. Surprised.
Shoot.
I scramble. “I mean... with you, or with any guy, right?”
He turns to me, those paralyzing hazel eyes boring into mine, and suddenly I forget how to breathe. For a second, I swear he seems mad, but it’s just a flicker.
He nods, slow and detached. “Exactly. Sex isn’t that big of a deal, is it?”
