“Yeah. We must have fallen asleep.” She started to pull her arm back, the one that was wrapped around him, but his hand grabbed it.
“I need a minute,” he mumbled.
She didn’t mind one bit and let her face settle into the crook of his neck. “Didn’t get enough cuddles yet?”
His breath hitched, and his ass pressed against her, giving her a slide of blissful friction that made her pussy hum.
“Jinx?” she asked, letting his nickname puff against his ear.
He bit back a groan, his hips arching against nothing before pushing back against her again.
A thrill shot through her. “Did you wake up with morning wood?”
He scrambled away from her, shoving off the couch and giving her a perfect view of his bulge in his jeans when he spun to face her. “Sorry! It’ll go away.”
“Nothing to be sorry about.” Her mouth watered as she pictured helping him with it. She swallowed, worried she’d make his already round eyes even wider if she suggested it. “A morning erection is natural. Especially with someone as hot as me rubbing up against you while I slept.”
He flushed even redder, looking away. He was so damn cute.
And sexy as hell, his dick pointing out at her and his hair tousled like she’d buried her hands in it. Technically, she had, before he’d stopped things.
His feet shifted, and he shoved his hands in his pockets, as if trying to mask the bulge. He’d caught her staring, but it was right there in front of her.
She struggled up to her elbow. “Hey, if you want to—”
“It’ll go away. It always goes away if I just ignore it.” He still wouldn’t meet her eyes.
Julia’s forehead creased as she stared at his shifting eyes. He looked everywhere but at her. “Hey, dicks get hard, Jinx. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s sexy. Thinking about you helping it to go down makes me a little hot. I’d love to watch you touch yourself. Or you can always use my bathroom for a few minutes, if you’re too shy for that.”
“What?” His eyes darted to hers, as if searching for a joke. “No. I couldn’t do that.”
“God, I’m an idiot. Sorry, I wasn’t trying to pressure you. I’m just a horndog first thing in the morning, apparently.” Her nipples had tightened beneath the thin cotton. She pushed upto a sitting position, letting her hands clench on the cushion so she wouldn’t touch herself to relieve the pressure. “But seriously, I’ve got a nice shower if you want a few minutes alone.” His dick would likely have a zipper impression dented into it with how hard it struggled to get free.
Jinx grew pale, his hands twitching. “No. I… don’t do that.” The last came out in a whisper.
“What?” Julia blinked. “Wait, are you saying you never masturbate?”
His neck flushed red again, even while his cheeks were still way too pale.
Fuck. He was really pent-up. “I masturbate all the time. Often with toys.” She shrugged when he stared at her. “Orgasms take the edge off, especially if I need help falling asleep.”
“That’s…” He didn’t seem to know what to say.
“You should try it. The best way to learn what your body likes is to touch yourself. Otherwise, you won’t know how to fix things if they’re not working for you with a partner.”
He swallowed, his eyes closing. “I don’t want to orgasm. I—” His voice went lower again, to where she could barely hear it. “I think I’m scared to.”
Red-hot rage filled her. Hell no. Those women weren’t taking feeling good away from him, too.
She swallowed, forcing her body to relax into the back of the couch. “It makes sense,” she said instead. “Coming, especially if you come hard, your eyes rolling back in your head hard, can be a vulnerable thing. You can be out of it after because you feel so good.”
He bit his lip and shook his head. She could almost feel the shame coming off him.
“It does. It feels amazing, and it can be a beautiful thing.” Her hands lifted to her chest, and she pressed her fingers against her nipples, enjoying the tingle. “Want to see?”
His eyes flew open, wide and round. “What?”
She moved her hands against her chest more deliberately, pinching her already hard nipples through the fabric. “Do you want to see me come, Jinx?”