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“Well, I mean, he used his fingers. But—”
“Oh my God!” Katie shrieks and I wince. “Did he make you come?”
There's excitement in her voice now, and I roll my eyes. “Yes, but that's not the point. The point is the fact that he hasn't actually had sex with me. Why hasn't he had sex with me?”
“I don't know. That’s weird.” She hurries on to continue when I gasp in a sharp, horrified breath. “But, babe, I don’t know this guy. You’ve hardly told me anything about him.”
“But it’s weird that he hasn’t—you know—made that move?”
“Yeah. I mean—you give a man the green light and he’s ready to go, ya know?”
“Okay…”
“I mean, if you tell a guy he can stick it in, chances are he’s gonna stick it in.”
“Eww, Katie.” I scowl. “Gross.”
“Not gross. Fact.”
“Well, Nick isn’t like that.”
She snorts. “Clearly.”
“Katie.” I sigh, dropping my booty to the bed beside my pile of clothes. Claus lifts his head, muttering a kitty meow, before dropping his head back to his paws. I look back to the closed door of my bedroom and bite back another sigh. I feel tender and insecure—and she’s not helping.
Gentler, she asks, “Does he get hard? Maybe he has issues keeping it up?”
I can hear her cringe, but the idea of Nick having that issue makes me laugh. “Yeah. No issue there.”
“Okay, that’s good.” I can literally hear her smile. “Have you made him come?”
“Um…” I shake my head even though she can’t see me. “No.”
“Sadie!” she yells. “That is not fair play!”
“He won’t let me,” I cry in defense. I’ve tried to get him to let me return the favor more than once. He shuts me down every time. My confidence is taking a real hit.
I must be doing something wrong.
“So let me get this straight,” Katie starts. “You’ve slept in his bed, in his shirt, for two nights and he’s made you come but you haven’t returned the favor because he shuts that shit down as soon as you try?”
“Yes,” I admit quietly, ashamed.
“Well, babe, you’re just going to have to step up your game.”
Nervously, I ask, “And how am I supposed to do that?”
I can sense Katie getting herself comfortable as she prepares to deliver me a play-by-play of exactly what I’m going to do to step up my game.
“Here’s what you’re gonna do,” she starts. “You’re going to get yourself to some saucy lingerie shop and you’re going to buy the sexiest little piece you can find. Then you’re going to put it on for him. One look, and that man will be hot and hard for you, so you’re going to take advantage, drop to your knees and suck him off. When you’ve blown his mind—and his dick—you can let him unwrap his gift. Which, babe, if you’re not getting what I’m putting out there, is you.”
The image Katie’s painted in my mind has hot heat pooling between my legs and a simmering flush under my skin.
She continues in original Katie fashion. “He’ll be sure to pop your cherry after that.”
“Katie,” I wheeze, blinking away the mental image. “Gross.”
“That’s not gross. That’s fucking hot.”
