Page 63 of Only This Once
“I’ll get out of your hair, but I’m curious. Can I see what game you like?” he asked.
She patted the couch. “Come sit.”
He hesitated. “You don’t need to entertain me. I’m fine heading home.”
“Just sit!” She gave the couch a harder pat. “And take your shoes off.” She shouldn’t have liked that he did what she asked so easily, but she did. When he had settled on the couch, she leaned back against his chest, holding her phone out a little so he could see. “I told you, it’s silly. There’s not much strategy, but there’s something so soothing about merging things together. Mindless.”
“The dragons are cute, too,” Jinx said.
“Yeah,” she agreed, staring blindly at her phone as his arms settled around her. “Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve got a soft spot for cute things sometimes.”
His cheek lowered to rest against her hair. “Your secret is safe with me.” He was wrapped around her now, and her body sank into the feeling.
She forced herself to focus on the game. “If you get bored, tell me.”
His hands barely brushed her sides. “I’m not going to get bored, Jules.”
She didn’t respond, deciding to just enjoy the contentment curling up inside her.
Chapter 18
Julia woke up slowly, her arms tightening around the chest she was clutching. Her breasts felt awesome, smooshed up against his back like they were. She curled in tighter, liking the way his ass fit so snugly against her pussy. She wondered if he’d freak out if she humped him awake. Probably. She never would have pictured waking up horny just from spooning a guy, but this was the second time it’d happened.
Reaching around and checking for herself if he was hard might shock him as well. They didn’t have time for what she wanted to do, anyway. She’d woken before her alarm, but it was still a workday, and showering in the morning helped to get her hair to lie flat.
He let out a cute hum as she slid her hands over his T-shirt. They’d fallen asleep on the couch again, and he still had on all of his clothes from the night before. His breathing change, and he gasped when she tweaked his nipples.
“Good morning,” she said into his back, kissing his shoulder.
“Morning,” he mumbled, his ass pushing into her a little before he went still. “Oh, sorry. I meant to go home.”
“I’m glad you didn’t. I feel really good this morning.” Her fingers rolled over his hardening nipples, rewarded by another choked gasp. Her mouth moved to his ear, letting her breath wash over it. “Really good. Are you hard, Jinx?”
“Sorry.” His hips gave a barely there kick again. “It’ll go away.”
“What if I wanted to make you come?” she whispered in his ear, letting her leg slide up and over his hip. “There are a lot of things that we could still try, if you want to.”
His hands settled over hers on his chest. “I want to be with you. That part I’m sure of.” He slid over her hands in a small caress. “But you were clear on the one-time thing. I don’t want you to think I came over expecting anything. Especially after what happened to you yesterday.”
She grew still against him, her mind climbing up out of the fog of horniness. Her desire hadn’t really changed, though. She really wanted to make him come. “I don’t think that. I’m more worried about freaking you out. Would it bring up memories from before if I use my mouth on you? You said the girls at the party did that.”
“You want to—but you can’t!” He scrambled to sit up, pulling away from her. His eyes were wide and panicked. “It can transmit that way, too. Genital herpes can infect the mouth, and the other type can infect the genitals.” His pale cheeks grew red at spelling it out.
Her chest twisted as she stared at him. He was still so unsure of himself. She opened her mouth to reassure him, but her alarm blared from the bedroom. “Hold that thought,” she said instead, pushing to her feet.
After turning it off, she reached into her nightstand drawer for the flavored condoms she kept just for oral. She padded back towhere Jinx sat. He was folded forward, his head buried in his hands.
She pushed the coffee table back, settling on her knees in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs with the condom caught between her fingers. “Look at me, Jinx.”
His head lifted, and his blue eyes shimmered in that way that was like a gut punch. “Sorry,” he apologized. “That wasn’t sexy at all.”
She squeezed his thighs. “You can get a blow job. Will you let me show you? Just this once? If you don’t like it, we can stop.”
His eyes fell to the condom wrapper, and his nose wrinkled. “But won’t it taste bad?”
“This condom is strawberry-flavored.”
He blinked at her, some of the moisture clearing. “Strawberry?”
