Page 16 of Trouble in Love
“You’re a lucky man, Ted. But you’re also full of shit. The noises you heard involved no thrusting. It was a purely verbal—no, oral—interaction.”
“Really?” Teddy hummed. “Yell out if you need a lesson or two, Luca because thrusting can and should be involved in oral.”
“True, but it’s a bit hard to do so in certain positions.” I went in for a high-five, to which Teddy participated with the limpest wrist possible.
“Awesome. Great … umm … go team booby!” He then sipped from his juice and looked at me blankly. “You know I’d love to bro it up with you about said positions, but I have nothing useful to add or ask when it comes to sex involving vaginas.”
Curiosity killed the cat, but I had to ask. “So, you’ve never …”
“Slept with a woman? No. No, I have not. That whole … questioning my sexuality phase was never applicable to me. I knew what I was, what I wanted, and definitely what I didn’t.”
“See, I think that’s both a blessing and a shame. Great to skip the confusion, but the experimentation that goes along with it can be a lot of fun.”
Teddy’s lips curled as he gagged. “I’m sure that’s the case, but if I’m not mistaken, you had some fun of the three-way variety last night, right?”
Returning just as Ted saidthree-way,Asher muttered, “Forgot the sausage,” and exited again.
“He’s never coming back, is he?” I asked, thoroughly entertained.
“I hope so. He’s got the room key.” Teddy’s eyes followed his man’s ass, then slowly returned to mine. “Now forget him and tell me what happened last night … but not in too much detail … unless it wasn’t just boobies, and then I want verbal details and graphic diagrams.”
I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the table and dropping my voice. “It was just boobies and sorry, but I’m not one to kiss and tell … except for this. A blonde and brunette working you over at each end is fun. They were both stunners. But one, the brunette, Jasmine.” I whistled through my teeth and took a bite of my avocado smash, a local delicacy I wanted to eat for the rest of my life. Preferably off Jasmine’s bare stomach.
“She was something, hey?”
“Something,” I repeated dreamily while checking my phone … again.Damn, still nothing.“She left her number. I sent her a message, and she replied a few times but then, bam. Nothing. It’s taken all my strength not to call her.”
“Why don’t you? Maybe a little holiday romance is just what the doctor ordered. Byron is only a short plane ride away, and the cost would be nothing to a mega-millionaire like you.”
Spending my weeks in Oz alternating between bed and beach did sound tempting. Then again, so had agreeing to marry a perfect stranger. “Trust me, Ted, romance is the last thing I need.”
“Just sex, then?”
“Just sex?” The words tingled on my tongue the way pineapple and kiwi fruit always did.Just sex?Was that possible with a girl like that?
Thanks for the ride, Cowboy.
Yes. Yes, it was.
“Maybe just sex. But nothing will be happening if she doesn’t reply. And besides, isn’t it… bad? I’ve gone from thinking of noone but Clara, to thinking how much I hate Clara, then miss Clara, and now ...”
Stifling a grin, Teddy reached across the table and squeezed my hand, “And now you’re thinking of the brunette face sitter. See? Romance.”
I pulled my hand from his grip and tossed my napkin at him. “How did you know she sat on my face?”
“I may not have experience, but I have ears and an adjoining wall.” With the hand between us on the table, he stole the last piece of my bacon and took a massive bite, speaking around chews. “You just met her, it’s crazy, but you need to Carly Rae Jepson that sexy minx right now. Call her maybe… you can see her before the flight to Byron.”
Call Me Maybewas stuck in my head, and Jasmine’s photo clutched in my hand.
“Princess, you are a bad girl.” Never before had a girl sent me a photo like that. Boobs and bums, yes. But not … that. The confidence in her body to take it and the straight-up freakiness to do it as I slept made me want her even more.
Dreaming that I was tasting her all over again, I rolled onto my back and gave my hardening cock a short, sharp tug. It felt good. So good I needed more and let loose, fucking my fist with wild abandon while staring at the prettiest pussy I’d ever seen. I could feel the weight of her, the burning restriction of air to my lungs as her thighs squeezed around my throat. Every care, concern, worry, and thought exited my mind. My body was loose yet more tightly wound up than ever before. My world narrowed, becoming nothing more than a need for relief.
You like eating my pretty cunt?Grunting,barely able to remember my name, I came so hard and fast it shot into the air, hitting the bottom edge of my phone before gravity took hold. With a splat, it coated my heaving chest and abs. “Holy shit.” Hands down, it was the best heart-racing, earth-quaking, solo orgasm ever.
After cleaning and disinfecting my phone with sterile wipes I found in the bathroom, I showered, jerking off again to thoughts of Jasmine’s pussy as the steaming water scolded my body and washed away my sins.
Teddy was banging on my door by the time I was dressed and ready to leave. “Hey, Wanky Wankerson. Time to hit the road.”
