Page 115 of Confessions of a Virgin on a Dating App
“Wait!” I let out a strangled cry just as Devin lifted my phone off the floor. His dark eyebrows knitted together for a moment as his mind processed what he was watching. But just as I was about to burst into tears, he burst out laughing.
“Damn, Avie.” He tossed the phone back at me. “Didn’t realize I was interrupting you.”
“I… I—”
“What? Your face is red as a tomato, by the way.”
I froze, taking a few deep breaths and letting the burning blood vessels in my face calm down.
“You’re…” I stuttered. “You’re not mad?”
He laughed again, as if my question was absurd. “No, Avie. Of course not. Is this the first time you’ve looked at porn?”
I remained silent, but nodded.
“Honestly, I think it’s a good thing.” He plopped down on the bed next to me. “I’ve noticed that you still have a lot of…hang-upswhen it comes to sex.”
I frowned. “I mean…”
“I did too when I was younger. But over the years, I learned to shed that shame. Just please remember, Avie, there is absolutely nothing evil or wrong about sex. It’s completely natural, just like hunger or thirst. It’s a part of being human. None of us would exist without it. So yes, I don’t care if you look at porn. In fact, Iencourageit, if it helps you overcome your pain.”
“You’re not jealous?” I asked.
Devin chuckled. “I mean, it’s just a video.” He shifted towards me, curling his fingers around my bare hips. “I’m the only one thatactuallygets to fuck you.”
I giggled and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Dev. That means a lot.”
“Besides.” He wiggled his dark eyebrows deviously. “If I had a problem with you watching it, I’d be a hypocrite.”
My mouth fell open, ready to lovingly berate him for keeping such secrets, when he reached down and attempted to take my phone from me.
“What were you watching anyway?”
I yanked my hand away.
“Aw, c’mon,” he teased. “I wanna know what you’re into.”
“Dev…” I scooted away from him, and he leered towards me with a devious grin on his face.
Just as he went to grab the phone again, I bolted off the bed and ran into the living room.
“Avieeeeeee, come back!” he shouted in a whiny tone as I leapt over couch cushions, screeching and laughing at the same time.
He dove onto the couch, and I scrambled into the armchair to get away from him, my bathrobe flying open in the process. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins like wildfire, but somehow it was more thrilling than terrifying. In fact, as he jumped onto the armchair and pinned my arms down, I found it very…arousing.
“You know what? It doesn’t matter.” His gaze trailed up to my phone, still clasped in my restrained hand, and he took it from me and tossed it on the end table. His fingers trailed my bare breasts and hips as they spilled out of my loose bathrobe, and I fought back a gasp. “I’ve found something I’mfarmore interested in.”
Devin was on top of me, his body hunched over mine, with his remarkably strong arms pinning mine above my head. I never realized how much I loved being restrained by him.God, this is wonderful.
I was ready to submit, to welcome his kisses and fondling as he pulled away the rest of my bathrobe. He already had his lips pressed against my neck when the realization hit me, and it made it nearly impossible to say no.
“Dev,” I fought to maintain my composure and not cry out in response to his touch. “You have to get back to work.”
The neck kisses continued. “Jordan won’t mind.”
“Dev.”
A frustrated growl escaped him as he climbed off me. “Fine. You’re right. I’ll be a proper responsible adult and not seduce my girlfriend in the middle of a workday.”
