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“Sure, Trent, baby. Just give me another hundred bucks and I’ll suck your dick!?”
Yeah. Don’t think so.
But there was no reason for me to be star-struck or whatever. I hadn’t even known who he was before Ryan told me.
But despite all that, despite the fact that he was just another pussy-seeking jock who thought the world owed him everything and that every girl was just going to bend over for him and do his bidding, I had to admit that something about him still had me tingling inside.
He was gorgeous, and he’d been completely naked under that sheet, and when he’d sat up, his erection hadn’t been lost on me either.
Even though I knew he was definitely a ladies’ man who was probably banging cheerleaders by the dozen, I was still pretty flattered that I’d been able to get that kind of…rise out of him.
“What would you say if I told you I wanted you?” he’d asked.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I imagined the possibilities.
Would he have kissed me? Leaned in with those firm lips and pressed his mouth against mine? Or would he have guided my hand down there and placed it on the stiff rod causing the sheet to rise? Would he lie back and ask me to service him?
I felt my body start to tingle as I tried to picture what he had down there. Whatever it was, it was big, there was no doubt about that, and as I pictured that beautiful body of his, I felt my pulse begin to rise.
Despite the fact that he was a propositioning asshole that I could never be truly involved with, I still couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to rub coconut oil all over those muscles.
Hey, guys can have these kind of fantasies, right? Why can’t we ladies have them too?
If his front was anything like his back, then I would have been in for a treat.
Picturing his broad chest and sculpted abs, I took another deep breath and slid my hand down my stomach, past my freshly shaven mound, and gently applied pressure to my sweet spot. The burst of pleasure that shot through me was completely unexpected, and I realized that even if I was furious at what had happened and what he’d said to me, I was actually incredibly turned on.
I was dripping wet, so much so that not even the water from the shower could wash it all away.
I slid a finger inside, knowing it was nothing compared to what Trent had down there, but it didn’t hurt to fantasize, right? It’s not like I was going to take the guy up on his completely not-classy offer, but that didn’t mean I was blind to how sexy he was.
Wouldn’t that be something? Losing my virginity to one of the most famous athletes in the world?
It was a bit embarrassing to say that at age twenty I was still a virgin, but it was the truth. I’d always been awkward, especially the first few years in high school, and hadn’t really “grown into my own” (as my mom put it) until senior year, and by then, all the guys at school had already decided that I was a total weirdo.
Not that I really minded. I only had a crush on one guy, this sweet art kid named Kevin, but he had a girlfriend since freshman year so that wasn’t happening.
After graduation I went straight into massage training, apprenticing, and working, and kept telling myself that I’d always have time for boys later.
Besides, I was still one of those girls who believed in “the one,” and you didn’t have to try to find “the one,” right? It would just happen because it was meant to be.
If only he wasn’t an asshole…
I felt a warm, glowing ball starting to form within me. Heat and pleasure radiated out from my core, rippling through my arms and legs as I moved my finger faster and faster.
Trent…I thought as I pictured him taking me right there on the table, pressing his hard body against mine and penetrating me, claiming me as his and taking my virginity like it belonged to him and he knew it.
I was close—so close…
And that’s when a knock came at the door.
“Kylie!” Ryan shouted, his voice like a splash of ice water to my face. “Kylie, someone keeps calling your phone!”
“Who is it?”
“I don’t know! The number’s not in your phone!”
