Page 42 of The Artist
The right side of my lips lifted a little. “First of all, I didn’t have my period, it’s just an excuse that always works with men, and no, Victor is…” I thought about how to say it but knowing that Mason wasn’t Victor’s biggest fan either, I decided on the truth. “Victor is bossy and self-obsessed. I guess you can’t really blame him since he’s gotten special treatment since he was three and became famous for knowing the names of the entire solar system. People adore him and treat him like a king because he’s so smart and handsome.”
“Handsome?” Mason wrinkled his nose up. “You think Victor is handsome?”
“You don’t?”
He scoffed out loud. “Fuck no!”
“Well, your sister and Freya do, so maybe it’s just a girl thing, but my point is that there’s not a single person in our society who doesn’t know his name. In my opinion, being one of our greatest celebrities has made him an ass.”
“You can say that again.” Mason tucked his right arm under his neck. “So, you never slept with him?”
“No.”
“How many…” He stopped himself and sighed out loud. “No, it doesn’t matter.”
“How many men have I slept with?” I felt him stiffen under me and asked, “Are you doing cultural research?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Well, some people love having sex and have it often. As long as they keep to the rule of not having it with the same person for more than three times then no one minds. Others try sex and realize that they prefer to do it with themselves or not at all. I belong to the last group.”
“So, you tried it?”
“Yes, first with a girl but that didn’t speak to me at all. Later I tried sex with a man, but we got in a fight midway because I didn’t like it. He said I was a horrible lover.”
“Hesaidthat?”
“There’s no need for you to sound so angry. He was right, you know.”
“Maybehewas the horrible lover. Maybe he didn’t make you feel at ease.”
I shrugged. “It’s not a big deal to me. My friends have encouraged me to try it again, but I have sex with myself and that’s better than any of the experiences I had with others. Take it from me; you’re not missing out on anything. Sex is way overrated.”
Mason blinked his eyes. “I doubt that.”
An idea hit me and made me turn my head and look up at Mason. “I could prove it to you.”
CHAPTER 12
Sex Sucks
Mason
“What did you say?”
Nuzzled close against me, Belle raised her head from my chest. With complete seriousness in her large honey brown eyes, she repeated, “I could prove it to you.”
“You want to prove that sex sucks?” The idea alone made my cock stir in my briefs.
“Mhmm. You Nmen have this idea that sex is something it’s not. Aubri told me that your father’s generation risked their lives in tournaments to get a bride. I’m guessing they imagined sex would be worth it. I could let you try it with me and then you’ll see for yourself that it’s nothing special.”
“But you just said that some people enjoy it. I already know that I’d belong to that group.”
“Oh… right.” She sunk back. “If you find a good lover that might be true.” Chewing on her lower lip, she added with a sigh, “It’s okay, I’ll find another way to repay you for saving my life. Maybe I can paint you a portrait or something.”
“Belle, look at me.” Lifting her chin up, I willed her to meet my gaze. “You owe me nothing! Do you hear me? I didn’t save your life so that you would have sex with me.”
Despite my holding on to her chin, her gaze lowered. “I know. You would have done it for anyone.”
