Page 82 of Indiscretion

“When you say you haven’t had sex, you mean with another person, right? You’ve masturbated at least?”

She nibbled on her bottom lip. “I might’ve used a photo of you from the wedding on more than one occasion.”

I shifted in my seat, growing harder by the minute. This was going to be one long-ass night. Though there was something I was dying to know. “Did you let bonehead Simon touch you when you went out with him?”

She shook her head. “Not even a goodnight kiss.”

Thank fuck.“When was the first time you touched yourself and thought of me?”

Naomi smiled. “The night of the wedding.”

I groaned. “I was twenty feet away in the living room, and you were getting yourself off?”

She nodded. “It was the best orgasm I’d ever given myself.”

“I couldn’t fall asleep that night because I was so revved up over you. But I was afraid you’d walk out and catch me, so I managed to control myself. Though you’ve been the only material in my spank bank since the day we met.”

Naomi nibbled on her lip again, and my eyes dropped to follow. There were so many things I wanted to do to that mouth—bite it, kiss it, fuck it. How was I ever going to make it through dinner?

She ran her finger along the top of her glass, circling the brim. “Have you…been with anyone since we met?”

I shook my head. “It seems like we’ve both been busy imagining what it would be like to be together, yet it took us this long to even go on a date. Why is that?”

“I haven’t had the best luck with men, and after everything I’ve been through in the last year, I couldn’t handle any more disappointment.”

“Did every relationship end with disappointment?”

“Pretty much. All except Simon.”

My jaw clenched. “That guy’s name even pisses me off.”

She smiled. “I sort of feel the same way aboutEmily.”

“Then let’s not talk about them. What happened in the other relationships you had?”

Naomi sighed. “I’ve had three other serious boyfriends. The first was my high school sweetheart. We were together for three years, from eleventh grade until the end of our first year of college. We went to different universities, but weren’t ready to break up, so we did the long-distance thing. My semester ended a week earlier than his, so I went up to surprise him.”

“Uh-oh. This doesn’t sound good.”

“It wasn’t. After driving nine hours, I found him and some girl naked in bed.”

“That sucks.”

She shrugged. “Long distance is hard, and we were so young. So eventually I got over it and gave a relationship a shot again.

“What happened there?”

“Gunner and I—”

I interrupted, raising a hand. “No need to explain. Dude’s name isGunner. He’s definitely a dick.”

Naomi laughed. “He was. But it took me almost a full year to figure it out.”

“And the last one? He was your ex-fiancé, I guess?”

She nodded. “Brad was older by ten years. He was actually the district attorney. We were together for almost two years. He proposed two months before everything happened.”

“What went wrong?”

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