Page 15 of Purrfectly Kissed

“It’s my Betty. She looks out for me even in the beyond,” he explained.

“Oh, I am so sorry,” she began.

“Don’t be. We had a wonderful life together, and I look forward to joining her in the next big adventure. Now, these are divine. That Elissa is an amazing chef,” Uncle Uzzi said.

The Witch moaned happily and took another bite of his brownie. He wiped his mouth and hands on a napkin and took a sip of tea.

“Um, yeah, she is. And yes, you are right. No one will date me because of my brother. Even worse, Uncle Uzzi, um, no one will you know,” she mumbled.

“Oh, you mean no one will have sex with you. So then you are a virgin, yes?”

“Shhh! Look, I am not technically a virgin, But I might as well be. Uncle Uzzi, I know I am not like the other women here. I don’t look like the typical Shifter. I’m too tall, I have a big stomach and jiggly thighs, but I’m not hideous or anything, right?”

“Of course not! Did someone say that?” he asked, aghast.

“No, well, some of the other women imply I’m fat when I see them, but I don’t care what they say. The way I see it, those bitches are justhangry! Like eat a brownie and maybe you won’t be such a bitch,” Jessica snarled.

“Ha! That is hilarious,” Uncle Uzzi wiped his eye, and continued.

“I am going to have to remember that one, dear. So tell me, how do you feel about sex?”

“Oh, Uncle Uzzi, I know nothing about it really. The first andonlytime I ever had sex was with some skinny little normal when I was away on a retreat in college. It lasted all of fifteen minutes, and it was pretty damn embarrassing. We hardly even kissed.”

“That is unfortunate,” he replied, concern in his sapphire gaze.

“I don’t even remember the last time I’ve been on a real date,” Jessica moaned.

She knew her face was on fire with humiliation, but she just couldn’t hold back. Once she opened up, it was a flood of emotions and disappointments that just had to come out.

“Oh, my dear, that truly sucks. Now, I know we can do better than that for you. So, let me just get everything straight. You want a mate, but one with a high sex drive, right?”

Jessica knew she should be embarrassed, but her gaze narrowed. She felt herself nodding. It was true. She wanted sex. It was only natural, right? Why should she deny it then?

“Okay, so good sex is a must. I understand, any flesh and blood being would. But am I also right in guessing you want a mate to match your mind and heart to go with all the hot and sticky times?” Uncle Uzzi’s eyes flashed as he gauged Jessica’s answer.

“Yeah,” Jessica said, exhaling deeply.

Suddenly, she knew sex for the sake of sex wouldn’t be enough for her. She needed more than just a roll in the hay. She deserved more.

“Yes,” she answered again, with more feeling this time.

“I want sex. I want soul-searing, passionate, dirty, messy, heart-stopping sex. But I want more than that, Uncle Uzzi. I want to be kissed.”

“Now I know that man you took to bed in college didn’t know what he was doing, because kisses usually do occur before and during sex.”

“I know, Uncle Uzzi, and he tried,” she said with a snort.

“But I want real kisses,” she emphasized.

“Deep, long, passionate kisses that make me breathless and last for days on end. Kisses that touch me inside, and leave my toes permanently curled.”

“Wow. My dear, it sounds like you’ve given that a lot of thought,” Uncle Uzzi replied gently.

“I have, and I know what I want.”

“What do you want, Jessica?”

“I want to feel special. To be loved in every way. I want to be kissed, Uncle Uzzi, like the way I described, by a man who wants to be with me. I think you are right, I want a mate.”

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