Fuck, I'm not used to feeling shy and awkward.
I have to do it.
Go for it.
"I was thinking." I step back. Fill the last liner with batter. Lick the spoon.
"Yeah?"
"Maybe… maybe we don't have the condoms yet."
He arches a brow.
"But that doesn't mean we can't…"
He stares back at me, hanging on every word.
Fuck, I have to say it.
I can say it.
I'm capable of fun and dirty and uninhibited.
I was once.
I will get back there.
My heart thuds against my chest.
My fingers dig into the plastic.
My gaze stays on the floor.
"I was thinking… that I want to suck you off."