Page 115 of Knockin' Boats
“Can we not do both?”
I held my breath as I waited for his answer, wondering if I’d made a mistake by seducing him with gay porn. We could have finished the night as friends. Maybe we should have solidified that connection without the sex.
“No, we can.” He paused. “You remember when we were like twelve, and we decided to measure our dicks to see who was bigger?”
I blinked, thrown by the turn in the conversation. “Yeah, so?”
“Well, we got a little curious. We touched each other a bit too much.”
“What’s your point?”
He shrugged. “We were friends. But maybe there was always something else there? Something we didn’t recognize.”
I bit my lower lip, wondering how much to admit. “I think I was into you in high school.”
His eyes widened and he shifted, pushing me off his body. “You what?”
Okay, maybe I’d misjudged and gone too far.
“I didn’t know it then,” I said quickly. “But now I think… Yeah, maybe. Maybe I had a crush on you.”
Sawyer stared at me. “But you fucked my girlfriend.”
“Ex-girlfriend,” I said. “And I regret that. It was stupid, and it hurt you.”
Sawyer didn’t get angry. Instead he cupped my face. “You were hurting too.”
“Doesn’t make what I did right.”
“No.” He pressed his mouth to mine in a soft kiss. “But it does make it forgivable. And I do forgive it.”
I nodded once. “So friends and fucking? You think we can swing it?”
Sawyer’s lips quirked. “I guess we can’t fuck it up any more than we did our first friendship.”
I winced. “Yeah, let’s not do that again.”
“Ugh, okay, I have to shower again.” He eyed my stomach, where I’d smeared half the mess onto myself. “You can go next. It’s too small to share.”
I nodded. “Hey, Sawyer?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked. “Like on the porn?”
“I kind of wanted to fuck you,” he admitted. “I didn’t expect?—”
“It’s okay,” I said. “We were just exploring, and that’s why. Now we know.”
“You didn’t let me finish,” he said. “I didn’texpectto like that so much. But I did. And I think I’d only be lying to us both if I said I didn’t want to try it. Because that was crazy hot.”
I grinned. “It was, wasn’t it?”
He cast me a heavy look. “But that doesn’t mean your ass isn’t getting a turn too.”
He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, leaving me shivering at the thought of him pinning me down and making me take his dick.
I looked forward to it—and anything else he wanted to dish out.
