“An actress from the thirties?”
I laugh. “You’ll recognize her. It’s nineties old.”
He shrugs. “Put it on. Let’s give it a shot.”
I wait for Brenner to bring the bowl of popcorn and settle beside me on the couch before pressing Play. As the opening credits start, I lounge back, and he rests his head in my lap, tossing a piece of popcorn up and catching it in his mouth.
“Okay, open up,” he says.
I obey, and he tosses a piece I catch in my mouth.
“Here comes another.”
We go again, but I miss this time.
“Ooh, so close,” he says before popping another into his mouth.
“I can do better than that,” I press. “Hit me again.”
“Determined thing tonight, aren’t you? Ever since you got hole, you’re ready to take on the world.”
I chuckle. “It’s notnottrue.”
Bren grins, his eyes sparkling under the room light before he tosses another piece, and I’m ridiculously proud of myself when I get it in my mouth.
“So two out of three,” I say. “Let’s see how you do.”
I grab a piece out of the bowl and toss it up. As it comes down, Brenner shifts and takes it right in the forehead.
“Oh fuck,” he says. “No, that doesn’t count.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m at a disadvantage in this position.”
“Not my problem.”
I throw him another, and he shifts and catches it in his mouth. Then I go for a third, and he does the same.
“Another,” he insists.
“No, because then you’re gonna feel like you won, even though we’ve tied.”
“Not a tie when that first one didn’t count.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m not letting you think you won.”
“What are you talking about? You love when I win.”
“And you know I don’t like to make it easy on you.”
He pouts. “Pretty please, Tay. All those times I sucked your dick, wasn’t it good enough for me to deserve a second chance? Didn’t I find you a good boyhole to fuck?”
“I think that boyhole found us,” I say with a laugh before grabbing another piece and tossing it for him.
Of course he catches it, and he looks so fucking pleased with himself before he says, “So I won?”
“If you say so.”