Page 48 of Never Have I Ever

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I laugh. Maybe it’s the wrong time to, but that doesn’t stop me. “I hate to break it to you, but yeah, they do.”

Her eyes widen. “They do?”

“Most of them, yeah. Girls are just as horny as guys are, if not more.” And the thought of Rosalie never experiencing that kind of ecstasy before makes me want to give it to her even more.

“Oh,” she breathes out.

As much as I want to touch her, feel her, and see her reach pleasure, I think she needs to do that to herself first. She needs to find out what she likes, and as much as I’d love to give her her first orgasm, I think it needs to be hers.

Instead, I let my hand fall from her thigh and kiss her instead. I need her lips back on mine, and she doesn’t object. She opens her mouth for me this time, allowing me to stick my tongue in her mouth and suck on her tongue. I could get drunk off of her lips. She's so sweet, I can't get enough of it.

By some miracle, I’m able to pull away from her. She gasps as she inhales a much-needed breath, and her eyes are hazy and filled with lust. I smooth her hair behind her ear and out of her face.

I pull up the straps of her dress. A slight frown appears on her face as I do, and I restrain the urge to laugh. “How was that for your first kiss?” I ask her, smirking as I remember her squeezing her legs tight from the arousal brewing inside of her. I’m guessing it was a pretty good kiss.

“It was… amazing,” she breathes out. Her eyes shine as she grins. “Can we do it again?”

I snort out a laugh. “Fuck yeah,” I say before I pull her head close to me and meet her lips halfway for another soft kiss.

Even though I denied her before, even though I told her I would never go there, I couldn’t fathom the idea of her asking someone else. For someone else to kiss her and taste how sweet she is, and touch her, and hear her moans and whimpers of pleasure.

I've denied it for too long. I want her, and she wants me for some reason. She trusts me and wants me to touch and kiss her, so I'm doing it.

She doesn’t need this. I know that. I’ve told her that multiple times. A stupid list or losing your virginity isn’t going to make her experience anything but pleasure.

She doesn’t need to do any of the things on that list to be a normal teenager or have the ‘experiences’ she thinks she needs. She’s perfect just the way she is.

But I can’t go back now. She asked me to, begged me to. She wanted me as much as I wanted her at that moment. And nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, could have stopped me from indulging in her needs.

“Rosie.” I sigh, pulling away from her.

“Come on,” she begs, her eyes still filled with lust from our kiss. “Don’t back out now.”

Back out? I couldn’t do that if I wanted to. I’m so deep in this that I didn’t even think about anything other than tasting her lips.

“I won’t,” I assure her. “But…”

“Oh great. There’s a but coming. I can’t wait.” She rolls her eyes.

I brush my hand over my lips, trying to hide my snicker. “I need to know that we’re on the same page,” I tell her. “I want to help you, and I will, but you need to know where we stand.”

She frowns a little but then nods. “I know what this is.”

I don’t know if I believe her. The last thing I want is for her to get unrealistic expectations this arrangement. “If you start to get feelings or blur the lines, we cut it off,” I say, shaking my head. “I don’t want to hurt you. So, if you don’t think you can do it—”

“I can do it,” she says.

I raise my eyebrow. “You sure?”

“Yes, Grayson. I can do it.” She sits up straight. “I get it. No feelings, just sex, you help me, and I help you,” she says with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

Christ, this girl is so fucking adorable.

I laugh. “Okay. Good.” I bring my finger to her lips. I can’t seem to stop touching her. “And we make our own list from now on. Whatever you want, you tell me, I want this to be about you discovering yourself and everything you think you missed out on, got it?”

She nods, and I let my eyes drift to her mouth. Her hand comes up, touching my arm, and I shut my eyes, running a hand through my hair.

“You can touch me.”