Page 37 of Only This Once
He let out a choked sound. “Everything. I mean, I didn’t stop because I wasn’t into it. I figured you noticed that. A few more seconds and I might have—” He cut himself off, heat flooding his face.
“Was that it? Were you embarrassed because you got so close to coming?” She ran her fingers over his hand. “If so, you should know I would have found making you come in your pants pretty damn hot. I mean, that would make me a sex goddess, wouldn’t it?” She bumped his shoulder.
Heat spread through his whole body, chasing the chills away. “You are. I mean, I like everything about you. I couldn’t even think, I was so turned on.”
She hummed in her throat. “I like making you lose your mind. I’ll do that anytime you want.”
“No. I mean, yes. I mean—” Her laugh slid over him, pausing his words.
She wasn’t laughing at him. It was a happy, delighted sound. “You don’t have to decide now.”
He took a breath, trying to find the right words. “I liked it, but it also made me—” He bit the inside of his cheek. What he was about to say couldn’t be right. Something was really wrong with him.
He was scared of his own orgasm.
The sinking in his stomach said it was true. He was such an idiot. He’d never be able to do this.
“Hey, I told you, you don’t owe me an explanation. If you want to, you can tell me—of course you can tell me—but only when you’re ready.” She squeezed him in a one-armed hug, not releasing his hands. “In the meantime, want to watch some Netflix?”
He lifted his head and blinked at her. “What?”
She nudged his shoulder again. “Come on. Not everything is about sex, Jinx. Let’s hang out for a while.” She leaned over him to snag the remote off the side table. “I’ve been on a rewatch kick. You okay if I decide?”
“Yeah. Anything is good.” He didn’t care what she chose.
She leaned over him again to set the remote back, then watched the flickering screen. The actor’s voice was familiar, doing some funny shit-talking, but he couldn’t laugh.
Julia chuckled for him, leaning her head against his shoulder. His head tilted, resting against hers, and he told himself he’d figure it all out later. He didn’t want to waste any time spent with the woman he loved, even if it was in a platonic way instead of the mind-numbing excitement from before.
Chapter 10
Warmth pulled at Julia, and she curled up closer to it, her arm wrapping tighter to hold the warmth close. Her other arm was dead asleep, and her back ached.
She’d fallen asleep on the couch, and from the warm body she was spooning, she wasn’t alone. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d let anyone spend the night. Probably back in her dorm days. There had been the one who had tried to tell her of his undying love the next morning. She’d given him a double orgasm, and he’d seen God.
Too bad she hadn’t been able to do the same for Jinx.
Her eyes blinked open, staring at wild blond curls defying the laws of gravity. His hair had always been adorably messy.
Her back was to the couch, and the front of her body pressed against every inch of Jinx. He’d have a crick in his neck the same as her from how it tilted against the couch arm.
Based on the softness she cupped, he had more of an ass than she would have given him credit for. Maybe one day he’d let her bite into it, if he ever let her touch him again.
Jinx had looked scared last night. She hadn’t seen that look on his face often, only when he was about to be hit by a car the one time, and again after the party. That fucking party. She should have stuck to her first instinct and bundled him off to her dorm as soon as he’d shown up.
Until that night, he’d never been the tightly wound bundle of nerves that he’d become now. The women who had taken advantage of him had changed him, and Julia didn’t like it.
All she was good for was sex, though. She wasn’t going to fix his emotional scars, no matter how much she might wish to. Hell, he probably wasn’t even going to sleep with her like she craved.
He made a really nice body pillow, though. Not too soft, except for that bitable ass. She pulled him in a little tighter, enjoying the way he pressed against her pussy.
Fuck, she was still horny from the night before. She really should have sent him home.
He stretched awake, his back tweaking her nipples as his ass pressed snug against her.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” she murmured, hugging him to get his body to stop moving. There was no way he’d be ready for round two, not after his freak-out the night before.
“Jules?” he asked, his voice gruff with sleep.
