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“Okay. So what, then?” he asked when she stopped talking.
“I can’t come from just stimulating my clit, so that’s when I use the dildo. The problem is, it’s awkward to try to keep the vibrator on my clit while fucking myself as hard and fast as I like. Then my arm gets tired, and I have to switch hands, and it just throws me out of the moment.” She peered at him briefly through her long lashes. “It takes me a while to get there, even during sex-sex, so a lot of times I wind up getting frustrated and just quitting.”
Blake frowned. “Are you just thinking about what you’re doing? No fantasies?”
“Oh,” she said. “I have a fantasy I play out.”
“Just one?”
She nodded.
Blake had never considered masturbation from a woman’s perspective. He’d watched past lovers get themselves off, and they never seemed to have much trouble. He wasn’t sure if it was Erika’s lack of experience or her inhibitions getting in the way. She was a doctor, for God’s sake. She knew how the female body worked…and yet she hadn’t found a way to master her own orgasm.
“What’s the fantasy?” he asked, leery to hear the answer.
“There’s this faceless guy?—”
“Faceless?” he interjected.
“Well, obviously he has a face, but it’s not someone in particular, like a movie star or anyone I know.”
Blake nodded in understanding, gesturing for her to continue.
“He’s on top of me, and I pretend he’s playing with my clit and fucking me. While he’s doing it, he’s whispering in my ear.”
Finally, Blake thought. Something interesting. “Whispering what?”
Her cheeks moved past the pink stage straight into bright red.
“You a fan of dirty talk, Erik?”
Her shrug was as good as a yes. “God. I can’t believe I just told you all that.”
“We’re best friends,” he said to reassure her. “I like knowing your secrets, and you know I’d never tell anyone else.”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you won’t tease me,” she grumbled.
Blake thought about that and realized he didn’t want to poke fun at her for what she’d just shared. Mainly because it didn’t feel funny to him. The fact that she’d hit her thirties without learning how to give herself mind-blowing orgasms felt more like a damn crime.
“I’m not going to tease you. I’m going to teach you.”
She frowned. “I’m serious, Blake. I’m not having sex with you.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Again, I’m not offering.” Rising from the bed, he picked up her two toys, then pointed to her lounge pants. “Crawl under the covers and take off your pants and panties.”
She scoffed. “Hell no!”
“That wasn’t a request, Erik. Do it,” he demanded, his tone dark and dangerous.
She’d confessed to being turned on by dirty talk, so he couldn’t help but wonder what other hot buttons she might have.
She blinked in response to his command. Then—sweet Jesus—she pulled back the duvet and climbed into her bed.
Blake walked to her bathroom, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He’d meant what he said. He wasn’t going to have sex with his best friend. Glancing down at his rock-hard erection, he reiterated that point in his head several times, trying to convince his stubborn cock that it wasn’t going to happen. When it refused to return to the at-ease position, he adjusted his pants and hoped Erika didn’t glance in a southerly direction.
Washing her toys, he returned to the room, moving around the bed, pleased when he noticed her pants and panties lying on the floor. “Shift to the middle.”
Again, she obeyed. “What are you going to do?”
