Page 72 of The Baby Bargain
"I know what you mean. With Phillip… maybe I couldn't feel our souls. But it was always about connecting, more than… getting off."
"Did he not—"
"No, he did. I… uh… so you never get…" I try to find a tactful word. Fail. "Horny?"
His laugh gets louder. "I have a hand, don't I?"
"Oh." Must not imagine Chase fucking himself. Must not imagine Chase fucking himself. Must come up with a coherent response. "Two, actually."
"True." His laugh gets louder. "But I stick with one."
"Which one?" Oh my God. Why can't I stop words from falling off my lips? I… He… UGH.
"You gonna stop shaking that one? I wash thoroughly." His voice is teasing, playful, like he wants me to know which hand he uses to fuck himself.
Like he wants me picturing him wrapping his hand around his cock.
Or pressing his palm to my thighs.
Or tugging my panties to my ankles.
Not that I…
Ahem.
"No, it's um, healthy to masturbate. Lowers blood pressure, helps you sleep, relieves stress. It's um… It's good. I do it a lot too." OH MY GOD, WHY CAN'T I STOP TALKING?!?!?!
Chase just laughs.
"I just mean… it's normal."
"I'm not laughing at you."
It's thatAriel is adorablelaugh again. I should hate it, but I don't. I really don't. "I… um, well, uh—" I am changing the subject away from masturbation. I am no longer asking him about his masturbation habits. I am done picturing Chase's lips parting with a groan. "We're almost here, huh." I pick up my pace.
He nodsyeah. Follows me to the coffee shop.
Shit.
He's here.
Bachelor Number One.
He's here and the only thing I can think about is Chase's groan.
This date is going to go so well.
Chapter Sixteen
Chase
Ariel's chest heaves with her inhale. Falls with her exhale.
I shouldn't look at her tits. I should look at her dark eyes. Or at least her red lips.
But my eyes refuse my command.
They trace a line down her curvy body.
