Page 32 of Body Shot

Anders

Is she serious right now?

A blow job lesson?

I pop a semi just imagining it.

I figured I’d be lucky to see her tits and she’s offering to suck my dick?

“I’ve only done it once,” she says when I don’t respond. “And I don’t think I did it right.”

“Baby, unless you bite, there is literally no way to do it wrong,” I whisper against her ear. “But that doesn’t feel like a reward for you winning a bet. That’s more a reward forme.”

“Yes, but I’m asking you to teach me something which might not be as fun for you.”

I throw back my head and laugh. “I promise you, sweetheart—it is one hundred percent fun if your mouth is on me.”

She chews her bottom lip. “Well, what would you want if you execute every move perfectly?”

That’s a loaded question.

But I know her limits.

That doesn’t mean I can’t push them.

“Look, these really aren’t bets. Let’s call them challenges that have… prizes.”

She looks pensive for a moment, but then nods. “Okay.”

“If I complete my challenge, I get to teach you how to give head. If you complete yours, I get to try to make you come without taking any of your clothes off.”

Her mouth falls open. “A fully dressed orgasm?”

“Yup.”

Her eyes meet mine and I see a surprising mixture of excitement and trepidation as she says, “Deal.”

This is too easy, and I realize it’s because there’s something between us. I’m not talking about a simple attraction, either. There’s a magnetic pull, a sense of trust, and a genuine interest in getting to know each other. It’s been two days but she’s all I’ve thought about since I first saw her sitting on that beach chair.

She’s not like anyone I’ve ever dated, and though we don’t have a lot of time, and she has a ton of boundaries, I’m willing to see where it goes. She’s the first woman since the whole fiasco with my ex that makes me want more than sex. Hell, I’m fully aware that we may never get past second base, and I’m okay with that. We’ll be playing in the Philadelphia area coming up in the next couple of months, so there will be opportunities to see each other again.

And once she starts working remotely, she could come back down here.

I don’t know why I’m so sure it’s going to work out between us, but my gut rarely steers me wrong, and Claudia is special.

“We’re up,” she whispers, grabbing my hand.

“You’ve got this, sweetheart.” I brush my lips across hers. “Remember, we’re here to have fun. Teaching you how to give a blow job is a bonus, not the main attraction.”

“You’re a really nice guy,” she says after a moment.

“Thank you.”

We join Johan, who’s part of our group, and paddle out onto the water. I’m with Scarlett, Johan is with Tawny, and Claudia is with Jones. The waves are pretty tame, but that’s probably a good thing since none of us know what we’re doing. Claudia looks nervous, and Johan falls off the board his first time up, and then it’s my turn.

Shit.

This is harder than it looks, but I’m determined.

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