Page 588 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I beg to differ. This is the best application anyone has ever done. Most idiots rub it in. But it doesn’t work once it disappears.” She gazed over at him and let out a satisfied sigh. “I think I’m in love.”
“Are you now?” I asked. I wasn’t sure if this was a true love situation or if Ash was just on phase 3 of her banana juice drunkenness where she loves everything.
Ash nodded. “Yup. He just understands me. I hope whatever hunky billionaire buys my virginity tonight is as amazing as my cabana boy.”
“Maybe you should just give it to him.”
Ash’s eyes got big. “I couldn’t. That would be totally inappropriate. He’s basically my doctor.”
“Single Girl Rule #33: If a man applies sunscreen properly and builds you a cabana, you should consider letting him take your V-card.”
“Is that for real?” asked Ash.
Not even a little bit.“Girl, would I misquote the Single Girl Rules?” Under any other circumstance, I wouldn’t dare. But this was important. I knew Ash wanted her first time to be magical. So if I had to misquote the Single Girl Rules to make that happen, then so be it.
“Wow. It’s so oddly specific to this exact moment. But I can’t argue with the logic of it.” She glanced over at the cabana boy as he shook up our drinks. “Is this really happening? Am I about to have sex?”
I nodded.
Ash’s eyes got big. But not in her usual I’m-terrified-and-about-to-do-something-really-fucking-weird sort of way. This was just sheer excitement. “So how is this gonna go down? Should I just order him to ravish my body? I mean, he is my cabana boy, sworn to serve my every whim.”
“That could be hot, yeah. But let’s put a pin in that. The rule didn’t say youhad tolet him take your V-card. It just said you had to consider it. Which makes sense, because we don’t have a few key facts yet.”
“Your drinks, ladies,” said the cabana boy. He set a tray down on a little table next to us and handed us each a banana juice.
“Thanks, pal,” said Ash. She reached up and punched his arm.
Oh no. She’s being weird.
“Anything else I can get for any of you?”
“I actually have a few questions,” I said.
“Ask my anything.”
The most important thing was the size of his cock. But the Single Girl Rules required I check a few other things first. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-two.”
Excellent. Over 18.“Are you a virgin?”
He laughed. “I am not.”
“Grower or shower?”
“Grower.” He gave me a weird look. Like he didn’t understand my line of questioning.
Interesting.“How big?”
“Flaccid or erect?”
“Erect, of course.”
“Eight inches. Eight and a half if I’m really horny.”
I smiled up at him. “Prove it.”
“Of course, miss.” He dropped his shorts and his erection sprung free. It was indeed just a tick over eight inches. And pretty thick. But it had a nice taper to it, so the top was a little thinner. That would be perfect to help Ash ease into it without tearing her in two. It was pretty much the perfect starter dick.
