Page 32 of Drive Me Wild
“Part of being good in bed is wanting to be there in the first place.”
I’m wearing shorts, and I feel his thumb start to caress my knee.
“Was your first boyfriend any good in bed?”
“What?”
“Did he turn you on?”
I’m fighting memories. I was so busy feeling nervous and then ashamed that I never noticed how my body felt.
“I’ll take that silence as a no.”
“I don’t know.”
“Trust me, you would know. Do you know what you like?”
I shake my head.
“Okay. Then, let’s start with the bare bones basics. Lick your bottom lip slowly, and tell me what it feels like.”
I do as I’m told and notice a ticklish feeling blooming across my mouth.
“Soft. And…it tickles.”
“Do you like the feeling?”
“Yeah.”
“The lips have one hundred more nerve endings than our fingers, making them super sensitive. When we kiss, lots of feel-good hormones are released. Now, do it again, but look at my mouth this time while you’re doing it.”
Again, I lick my lips while I study his. They’re full and noticeably smooth. The slightest hint of dark stubble frames his mouth. The hair looks coarse, and I think about what it would feel like scraping against my chin.
“Any different?”
“Yeah. I felt… or… I thought about what it would feel like.”
I notice that his hand has moved just above my knee, and his thumb is now drawing circles inside my thigh. There is a path of gooseflesh where he is touching me.
“Feel like to what?”
“Um…”
“Rule number three. No holding back.”
“Okay. Feel like to kiss you.”
“Tell me about that.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Tell me.”
“Well…”
I explain what I saw and felt, and as I do, he raises one hand and caresses my ear lobe. His touch is subtle, but it sets my nerves on high alert. It’s as if he’s touching my whole body all at once. Even my toes are attuned to his fingers as they brush my skin.
I struggle to get the words out, especially because he’s looking at me. Like,reallylooking at me. He scrapes his teeth over his bottom lip, and the alarm system in my body shifts to high gear.
