Page 32 of What if It's Us

“But…”

Oh God.

Could this get any more awkward?

“That would mean you would have to…you know. See things.”

“See things?” he asks, perplexed.

I gesture to my nether region. “Yeah, you know…down there.”

Ledger sits back on his heels and cocks his head, trying to bite back a smile. “Marlee, do you think I’ve never seen a woman’s pussy before?”

Dear God, he just said pussy.

And I’m damn sure my pussy just woke up and took notice.

Also, I’m sure he’s seen plenty in his adult lifetime.

“Trust me, Ledger Dayne, I have no doubt you’ve seen your fair share. I just…I mean…” I let out an exasperated sigh. “I mean, you haven’t seen mine before.”

He lifts a brow and then narrows his eyes. “Is your pussy somehow different from other pussies of the world? Does it do tricks or something I’m not aware of?”

My jaw drops. “Uh…I guess I don’t know how to answer that because I haven’t really seen a lot of pussies in my life if I’m being honest.”

“Well, I have,” he says confidently. “So that makes me somewhat of a professional. And if you’ll trust me, I promise I can help you get this done.”

I cock my head, this time studying his gentle expression and compassionate demeanor. In any other instance, he’d probably want to boast about how many women he’s seen, touched, tasted, slept with…whatever. But his demeanor is anything but boastful right now. Just the opposite actually. He seems one hundred percent sincere.

“And you don’t feel like it’ll be weird?”

He shakes his head. “No weirder than masturbating in your bathroom a few minutes ago while you were basically standing on the other side of the door.”

He has a point.

“Touché.” Inhaling and exhaling a deep breath I ask him one more time, “You’re sure? You would actually be willing to help me?”

“I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it, Marlee. And I promise not to make it weird. If at any time you’re uncomfortable, just say so and I’ll back away and leave you to it. Deal?”

His reassurance makes me feel slightly more at ease.

And it would be nice not to be alone in this whole process.

This is why you chose Ledger to begin with.

Because he’s a nice guy.

And he’s not bad looking either.

He’ll give you a beautiful baby.

“Yeah. Okay. Deal.”

“Good girl. Now let’s get you comfortable.” The warmhearted nature of his voice wraps around my heart, squeezing it with his kindness and compassion.

He called me a good girl.

I mean sure, it’s not because I’m deep-throating his cock while he holds my hair in his fist, but I’ll take it.

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