Page 47 of Bliss: Part 1
I nodded, studying her face as I tried to read her. “Why?” I asked, even though I already had a feeling.
She shrugged, looking away again. “Because I never loved any of them. And I don’t want to have sex with someone I don’t love.”
I sat back a little, letting that sink in. It didn’t surprise me. It actually made sense.
“Smart girl.”
She gave me a small smile, one that said she wasn’t sure if I was teasing or being serious.
“I mean it,” I added. “You’ve got every right to wait for the right person.”
She went quiet, clearly thinking something over. When her eyes met mine again, she said, “I think I found the right person. Or, well…four of them, actually.”
I smiled and cupped her face in both hands, gently brushing my thumbs along her cheeks.
“Glad you see us that way, Bliss.”
“Me too. Because I know you won’t hurt me. Ever.”
“You’re right about that.” I leaned in and kissed her lips, just briefly. Then I pulled back and looked at her. “But I think you should get off me now. You might not realize it, but you’re teasing me here.”
We both looked down, and she bit her lower lip, a mischievous smile tugging at her mouth.
“How are you this controlled?” she asked. “Isn’t this…hard for you?”
“‘Hard’ isn’t a strong enough word,” I said with a dry chuckle, glancing at Dash. “You know the feeling, right?”
He nodded and rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah. Definitely.”
Bliss looked between the two of us, and this time she knew exactly what she was doing with her body. Her hips shifted against mine, grinding her pussy against the bulge in my shorts.
“Bliss,” I said, firmer now, my hands gripping her waist, “you’re not ready for more.”
“Says who?”
“I do. And I know I’m right. You’re not ready, and I don’t want you to do something you’ll end up regretting. Stuff like this takes time. I want you to feel good about the choices you make.”
“Listen to him, Lissy,” Dash said, backing me up.
She looked at me and let out a quiet sigh, but there was no frustration in her face. She was thinking about it seriously, and I appreciated that. It meant she trusted us.
“Okay,” she said. “But…can I at least…” She trailed off, glancing down at my crotch again.
“What?”
She pressed her lips together and gave a casual shrug. “If we’re not having sex…can I at least do something else? Something I’ve already done?”
“Like what?”
“Give you a blowjob?” she asked, pointing down at my cock. “That can’t be comfortable.”
That caught me off guard. I let out a laugh. I did take her seriously, but because of how casually she said it, it was amusing.
I looked over at Dash, who just shrugged like it was no big deal. He’d already been there with her, and I didn’t blame him. I also didn’t love the idea of sitting here all night with a damn hard-on.
“And afterward,” Bliss added, her eyes getting a little wider, “you could maybe return the favor? Ashby said I taste like heaven.”
That one made me choke a little. Jesus. How the fuck could she say something like that and still sound so sweet?
