Page 21 of Flip the Field
Amerie
He blinkedand pulled a blanket over his lap. “Okay, let’s talk about it.”
“You don’t want to hear this.” I didn’t want to talk about it. Brady was nothing like that dickhead. The make out moments we had shared fully clothed were hotter than the one time I found myself naked with Duncan Duperville. Brady was affectionate and attentive. The fire in his eyes and the hardness between his legs told me he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
“No, I don’t, but not because I don’t want to talk about it,” He exhaled. “I just know it’s going to make me want to pound him and I’ve showed incredible restraint up to this point.”
“Yeah, probably,” I sighed. “But I want you to understand where I’m coming from.”
“I want to know everything about you. If this will help,” he held his hands palm up. “Then lay it on me.”
“Okay, so the one time Duncan and I…” I couldn’t even say it. I leaned forward and gestured with my hand.
“Got together.”
“Yes. Thank you.” Why was I having such a hard time with this? I knew my hang ups were justified. “We were together, in my dorm room. Clothes off.” Brady grabbed my hands and sat them on his lap. He nodded for me to continue. “He was kissing me and reached down and shoved his hands between my legs.” I covered my face. “Is that TMI?”
“You’re close, but go on.” His hands formed fists. I grabbed his hand with mine.
“Okay, so, when he touched me, there was nothing arousing about it,” My face grew hot. “It was like he was checking the temperature of the water. I wasn’t a virgin, but he stuck his fingers in me, convinced I was ready, and then pulled them away like I was dirty or something. It was all really weird. When I tried to say something, I didn’t even get a word out before he said. ‘I’m not a foreplay kind of guy.’”
“Classy.”
“And, despite the warning bells going off in my head and how utterly turned off I was, I let him stick his little thing in me anyway.” I looked up to the ceiling. “Those five minutes…” I shuddered. “Stuck with me and messed with my head longer than I should have allowed. It’s like I lost my voice and I’m not sure why.” My eyes filled and I blinked to prevent the tears from falling.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Brady released his fists and pulled me to him.
I wasn’t sad, I was angry. Or so I thought. “When he was done, he rolled off me and walked into the bathroom.” The memory popped into my head of Duncan with his underwear still on, holding his little dick in his fist and scampering to the bathroom.
I peeked up at Brady. The vein in his forehead threatened to pop and I rubbed it with my thumb.
“‘I’m not a foreplay kind of guy,’” He repeated it as if the sentence didn’t make sense to him. He pulled my hand down. “Who the fuck says shit like that?” I shrugged. “And five minutes.” He shook his head. “He is such a fucking tool.”
I nodded hard. “I’m not a frigid bitch, and I love sex.” I sat back against the headboard next to Brady. “But something about that night won’t get out of my head. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t stop him. I’ve never felt so powerless in my life, and it wasn’t him, really.”
“Well…” Brady drew out the word.
“Well, yeah, it was him, but it was just as much a mental paralysis on my part,” I rested my head on his shoulder. “I still don’t understand it.”
I turned to face Brady. “I care about you, and I want to be with you, but I’m so afraid you’re going to say or do something stupid and make me not like you, and most guys are stupid.” I shook my head and hid my face in my hands. “I’m ridiculous, right?”
“No,” He pulled my hands down. “You haven’t really sworn off men, you’re just scared of being disappointed.”
“Or settling for less than I deserve.”
“I get it.” He caressed my cheek and I leaned into his touch. “So how do you think you get past it?”
“I don’t know.”
Brady brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it. “Maybe we should just sleep on it and talk about it tomorrow.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” He slid down. “Come on. Let’s get some sleep.”
I scooted down and Brady spooned me from behind. His cock rubbed against my ass.
“Babe,” He kissed my shoulders. “Don’t worry about it. When we’re together, it will be great.”
