Page 16 of Cocky Player

Well, that was…wowzers.My head spun with desire.

“You’ll teach me?”That croak came from me.A healthy swallow of wine washed away the dryness in my throat.

“If you’ll tell me why…and what experience you actually have.”

I bit down on the inside of my cheek.Arms no longer crossed over his chest, he splayed his hands on the counter across from me, arms straight, muscles bulged beneath the rolled-up sleeves of his gray shirt.His dick was hard and obvious, punching against his dress pants in a bulge so obvious my cheeks flamed bright hot.

Good Lord, this man was abeast.

I itched a scratch at the side of my nose unable to tear my eyes north of his belt.He was big everywhere and I hadn’t seen all of him, but God…there was something thrilling about seeing how I affected him.He could probably have anyone he wanted, and probably took everyone he wanted.“Um.Experience?”

What’d we done the other night was about the gist of it.Somehow, I figured he knew.

“Yeah, Brenna.You want something from me, you’re going to have to ask me for it.So tell me, you had a man slide his tongue into you?Taste you?Suck your nipples into his mouth and bite down so you cried out?I know no one’s stuck their dick in you, but have you taken one anywhere else?”

“What?”Anywhere else, oh, he meant…

“Yeah.You ever sucked a guy?Wrapped those sexy as hell lips around another man’s cock and taken him deep until you gagged?”

“Umm—”

“Or taken it in your ass?”

The room spun and I swear, that body part he mentioned clenched tightly.That was a no-go zone, right?Although women in books I read seemed to like it.

“No,” I gasped and shook my head.I didn’t want that.Right?And I’d never done the other.He moved slickly, the grace of a panther and the speed of a magician.

“No what?”He was in front of me, hand to my cheek, thumb at my chin tilting my head back and forcing me to meet his gaze.“No, you’ve never done that or you don’t want it?”

The room had to be burning up.He had lit me on fire.Flames danced along my skin and sweat beaded down my spine.I sucked in a breath and blurted, “My experience is what we did.”

I closed my eyes.God, out of all the things he’d said, that embarrassed me most.

“Why?And why are you in a hurry to do something that puts you in a vulnerable position?”

My lips pressed together solidly.This wasn’t his business.But he’d said honesty.He wouldn’t touch me until I gave him what he wanted.He wouldn’t give me what I wanted until I caved.

Damn it.

“Because it’d be my decision.My choice.”

The admission shocked him.His hand twitched at my cheek and his eyes narrowed, head tilted.“And that’s important to you.”

More than he’d ever know why.He saw too much.And around him, I felt too much.It was possible this was a bad decision.All of it.Perhaps joining the nunnery or a convent was better for me.

I couldn’t bear to look at him.Very few people knew what happened to me, not that it was difficult to find with a Google search.

He must have been waiting for a response but the words stuck in my throat like I’d swallowed cotton balls.

“Brenna,” he said, and his voice was so rich, so slow…cautious.Who could blame him?“Has that choice been taken from you before?”

Not like he thought.Squeezing my eyes closed, I banished the memories and images that popped and flickered until all I saw was flashing lights behind my lids.

Pushing everything down I turned to him then, mask of health and innocence firmly in place.“I’m a twenty-three-year-old virgin who doesn’t want to be a virgin anymore.Why does it have to be more complicated than that?”

I lashed out when cornered.It was the second time he saw it.Yet somehow, he smiled.Awesome.My anger amused him, like I was a cute little kitten.

“You’re right.It doesn’t.But if there was something…that could hurt you, I need to know that.”

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