Page 88 of How to Lose at Love

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Page 88 of How to Lose at Love

Clearing my throat, I read it loud and unflinching. “Kiss your partner somewhere other than their mouth.”

Yes.

Yes, yes,fuck yeah. Best card ever.

“Is that cool?” God forbid I make unwanted advances, even though we’re playing a game.

“Sure. It’s just a game.”

Liar.

What a damn liar she is.

This stopped being a game the second I went between her legs and pressed my nose against her pussy.

Ryann wanted me to go down on her as much as I wanted to go down on her; she’s just not man enough to admit it. Fuck Drew for interrupting—I can’t wait to chew his ass out for busting in unannounced. This isn’t Mom’s house, for fuck’s sake. What did he think I was doing in here, sitting on the floor playing with my LEGOs?

Yes, I still have LEGOs—get off my nuts about it.

“Should I close my eyes for this?” Ryann laughs, teasing.

“If you want to close your eyes, go right ahead, but this won’t hurt a bit.”

Ryann drags her hand off my thigh, and the spot is immediately replaced by cold; I can’t decide if I should put my hands on her face or just lean in, kiss her on the cheek, and be done with it.

Or.

Maybe I take it slow?

Maybe I take my time and see how she reacts.

Maybe I…

“Dear God, how long is this going to take?” She sulks testily, voice betraying her nerves. “Are you going to stare at me all night or do the thing?”

Stare at her all night?

So dramatic.

Ryann fidgets on the bed, anxious.

“I’m going to do the thing. Be patient.”

Such a brat, but those lips…

Lips I can’t kiss. Them’s the rules, and I didn’t make them. If I kiss her on her mouth, she’ll freak.

Somewhere other than the mouth. Now, where would that be?

My eyes do a once-over, gliding over the side of her neck, her collarbone. Down the fitted T-shirt over her breasts. Maybe I kiss those?

Nah, too soon.

Her jawline? Her bare stomach?

Trying not to appear too eager, I lean forward to focus on her neck. Run my nose along her jawline from her chin to the space below her earlobe, inhaling the smell of her along the way.Fucking great, that’s how she smells, and I begin peppering kisses as I make my way back down the way I came.

Trail my nose down the side of her neck.


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