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She blushed and shook her head. “I want to, but I’ve been too chicken.”

“Understandable. If you ever want to tackle that fear, I’ll help.”

Was he seriously offering to take her to get her hood pierced? That was definitely not what Reggie had in mind when he told him to take care of her.

He settled between her legs and let his hand wander from one thigh to another, until she was lifting her hips, silently begging him to touch her somewhere else.

He tortured her for several more seconds before running one finger along her slick entrance until he reached her clit. She let out a loud whimper and thrust against his hand.

Unable to resist any longer, he shifted so he could bend and put his head between her thighs for a taste.

Her tangy sweet nectar on his tongue nearly drove him mad. He gripped her thighs and let himself get lost in the flavor, licking, and sucking, and making her squirm.

But after several minutes, he sensed something wasn’t right.

“What’s the matter?” Gage sat up and looked at her scrunched-up face. “Does this not feel good, sweetheart?”

Chapter 4

Kenzie

Kenzie’s face burned as Gage’s question lingered unanswered between them. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed in a way she hadn’t before. No one had ever been that direct about her sexual pleasure. It was refreshing and humiliating at the same time.

His hand rubbed circles on her back as he filled the silence. “Honesty is important, babe. This isn’t fun for either of us if we’re not open. I don’t know your body, and you should feel comfortable giving me guidance if I’m not doing what you like.”

His reassurance soothed her, but it was still hard to put voice to her struggle. He turned her on, so it embarrassed her that he could tell something wasn’t quite right. She’d become skilled at faking it over the years.

Still, he seemed pretty set on knowing what the trouble was, so she closed her eyes and laid back against the pillow. The intensity of his eyes piercing into her was too much to handle. If she wasn’t looking right at him, it might be easier to answer.

For a split second, she considered pretending to fall asleep, but talked herself out of it and took a deep breath. “I… have a difficult time with orgasms during sex. It’s hard to shut off my brain, which is like a squirrel in a train yard.”

“A squirrel in a train yard? You’ll have to explain that one to me.” His tone had her opening her eyes to find him frowning as he tried to picture what she was talking about.

It made her laugh. “You know how people say they lost their train of thought? I don’t have a train of thought. I have a train yard full of trains and a squirrel is constantly jumping from one train to another.”

Now it was Gage’s turn to laugh. “I’ve never heard it described that way. But I know what you’re talking about. Do you give yourself orgasms?

Kenzie sat up again. “Oh yeah. I have a drawer full of orgasm assistance devices. When I’m alone, I’ve got no problems. Sure, it might take me twenty or thirty minutes to get there, but I can always get there. But during sex, it’s basically impossible. I’ve never orgasmed with a partner unless I finish myself off after they’re done. Pretty sure I’m broken.”

His frown deepened, as his eyebrows drew closer together.

“I won’t say you’re wrong because I don’t know your body very well yet. But I will say I’m determined, and I like to experiment.”

She would love to believe that was true. But most guys who said they wouldn’t stop until she came gave up after five minutes. Or they would promise her an orgasm after they were done and then just roll over and go to sleep instead of helping her finish.

But she always liked to give people the benefit of the doubt, so she gave him a brief nod. “I like the sound of experimenting. What do you have in mind? Because I’ve tried everything.”

He sat up and tossed her a T-shirt from the massive pile on the floor.

“Put that on and let’s talk. Your curves are distracting me.”

He stood and pulled on his own shirt then sat back down while he waited for her to dress.

When she did, he patted the bed next to him.

“Tell me some of the things that were going through your mind while I was eating you out. And don’t worry about offending me if you weren’t thinking about my tongue on that perfect little clit. I won’t take it wrong. I’m simply curious about what it’s like in your head.”

Was this guy for real? She’d never had a man so willing to discuss sex this way with her. It was refreshing and hearing him talk so casually about licking her clit aroused her even more.

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