Page 102 of Now and Forever

“You couldn’t look horrible if you tried, darling.”

Ha. My face is a disaster. But in the end, I decide to be practical and shrug my shoulders. “The good part is that this will all be over in a few days.”

I brush my teeth while he takes a shower. When I’m done, I take a moment to watch him. I love his body. Big, strong, and sensual. When he gets out, he takes the towel I hand him and dries off. Having fun, I reach out my hand and touch his cock, making him jump back.

“Baby, I don’t know if you’re quite up to it today.”

I burst out laughing. He’s right. I watch him another minute and let my imagination run wild nonetheless.

“What are you thinking about?”

I smile ...

“C’mon, you little minx, what are you thinking about?”

Amused by his comment, I inquire, “Have you ever had an experience with a man?”

He raises an eyebrow. “I’m not into men, darling. You know that.”

“I’m not into women either,” I clarify, “but I don’t mind their playing with me from time to time.”

My Iceman smiles and dries off. “I mind if a man plays with me.”

We both laugh.

“What if I want to offer you to a man?”

Eric stands stock-still, scrutinizes me, and says, “I would refuse.”

“Why? It’s just a game. And you’re mine.”

“Jude, I told you I’m not into men.”

I nod, but I’m not about to shut up.

“It turns you on to see a woman put her mouth between my legs, right?”

“Yes, baby, very much.”

“Well, I’d like to see a man with his mouth between your legs.”

Surprised, he looks at me. “Are you feeling all right?”

“Absolutely, Mr. Zimmerman. I’m not into women, but, for you, for the pleasure you get from watching, I’ve experimented; I’ve played with women, and I recognize it has its attraction. And, to be honest, I’d like a man to do the same to you. To stick his head between your legs and ...”

“No.”

I stand up and hug him around the waist.

“Remember, darling, your pleasure is my pleasure, and we are the owners of our bodies. You’ve shown me a world I didn’t know. And now I want, I long, I desire, to kiss you while a man—”

“Well, we’ll talk about it another time,” he says, cutting me off.

I stand on my tiptoes and give him a kiss on the lips.

“Of course.”

Eric shakes his head. Then he wraps the towel around his waist and, taking me into his arms, blurts out, “You know what, sweetheart? You’re starting to scare me.”

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