Page 54 of Mr. February

“Shh,” he said. “This is a no shit-talking-about-Jenny zone. You’ve had the worst luck with sexual partners, but that luck is about to change.”

Jenny gave him a watery smile. He spoke again before she could denigrate herself further.

“It sounds to me like the men you’ve been with were too selfish and lazy to pay attention to what you wanted and needed. But that’s why geeks are better. We like solving puzzles, doing all the side quests, and finding all the hidden secrets.”

Wade worried for a moment that Jenny would take offense at his phrasing, so he was relieved when she giggled.

“Is that what I am to you? A challenge?”

Her words were teasing, but he heard the thread of insecurity in her voice.

“No, baby. The challenge was getting your attention. You’re not a challenge; you’re the prize. Now lay back so I can claim my victory spoils.”

Chapter 17: She’d Begun to Believe Sex with Another Person Wasn’t Worth the Stress

JENNY

Wade warmed her up again with soft words and kisses to her inner thighs and belly. After more kisses, he helped remove her tights, dress, and bra. Her stomach always made her feel self-conscious, but after more kisses, most of it melted away. He didn’t seem turned off by her belly. If anything, he paid more loving attention to the parts of her that other people convinced her she should hate.

Guys often complimented her breasts and glossed over everything else. Not Wade. He made love to her whole body with his mouth and hands. That glorious man stroked, fondled, brushed, nuzzled, smooched, petted, and praised every part of her. She felt like a goddess being worshiped by an adoring acolyte.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice reverent.

Her nipples were already sensitive when his mouth closed around one again and sucked, and his fingers pulled on theother. His eyes found hers, and he bit down lightly and tugged harder. The pleasure-pain shot straight to her core like an electric current, and she moaned. He watched and tested her every reaction. It was unbelievably erotic. When he bit harder and sucked, wetness flooded her thighs.

Jenny’s soul left her body. Before today, she’d begun to believe sex with another person wasn’t worth the stress. Chad had almost convinced her she wasn’t capable of orgasming, even though she could sometimes bring herself off.

Wade ignored it all, but he also didn’t take it as a personal challenge to his manhood. In that respect, he was the opposite of Ian, her boyfriend before Chad. Ian stopped seeing her as a person and treated her like an affront to his manhood. He became increasingly combative, and her tension made it harder to relax.

Wade seemed like he was having a great time with his mouth between her legs. Jenny always felt self-conscious during intimacy, but it was so much worse when her previous dates went down on her. They made it seem like they were doing her a distasteful favor—no pun intended—and she owed them.

Not Wade. He made the sexiest sounds she’d ever heard outside of porn, and he was still fully clothed. When he licked her pussy, he made it clear he enjoyed every second and was in no rush. He acted like he was getting more out of it than she was, except she’d never been so close to coming with someone else.

Her body tensed as she chased her pending orgasm, though it kept hiding from her. Wade stroked her inner thigh, calling her attention back to him.

“Baby, just relax, okay? This is supposed to be fun. It’s not a race or a competition. Lie back and relax. Just let your body feel what it wants to feel. Shh, relax, that’s it.”

Jenny lay back against the couch. She ordered the tension from her limbs with limited success. After a few more momentsof Wade stroking her legs and kissing her inner thighs, she unclenched. He crooned more soft words while he caressed every part of her his hands could reach. The tension melted away.

Then his mouth settled on her pussy. When he sucked her clit the same time he shoved his fingers into her, she nearly flew off the couch. A shriek escaped her before she could stop it, and he moaned in response. That was so hot.

“Oh my god, what’s happening? I’m coming. Oh my God, I’m coming,” she screamed as he fingered her into oblivion.

Wade ignored her shriek. He sucked hard on her clit and pumped his fingers in the same rhythmic fashion while she rode out an orgasm that seemed to last forever. There was nothing frantic or forced about his actions. Maybe his steady pace contributed to her explosion.

Or maybe geeks reallywerebetter at sex.

“Stop, stop. It’s too much,” she eventually said.

Wade immediately froze and looked at her with concern.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“I’m fine. Actually, I’m better than fine. I’m amazing. It’s just too sensitive.”

She expected a smug look or a smarmy comment. Once again, he proved himself different. He pressed another kiss to the inside of each thigh, gently patted her soaked pussy, and sucked her juices off his hand. Her insides tingled as she watched him clean his fingers with the same tongue that sent her to oblivion.

When he maintained eye contact but remained silent, Jenny began to feel self-conscious and looked away.

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