Page 32 of The C Agreement

Cade dropped his voice low. “Speaking of cock, do you like sucking it, Rayne?”

I sighed. “No,” I reluctantly admitted. “But I wish I did.”

And I really did. I wanted to be one of those women who got off on giving head.

“I don’t hate it,” I added so he fully understood where I was coming from. “But I definitely don’t love it either.”

There was too much silence on the other side of the phone.

“Cade? Did I mess up?Shit. Is this something I should lie about? Make it seem as if I like it more than I do?”

“Fuck no.”

Oh. I hadn’t expected such a strong response.

“You should never do something you don’t want to do sexually.”

“Except when I’m with you, right?” I joked.

“Baby, you’re going toloveeverything I do to you.”

Dammit. Now, I really was wet.

“But keeping that in mind, if you ever want to stop, just sayBeau.”

“Beau?”

“Yeah. If you bring up your brother, I will immediately stop what we’re doing.”

“Kinky.”

“No. Not kinky. That’s the point.” He made a gagging sound.

I bit my lip so I didn’t laugh too hard.

“Okay, so I’m writing these two things down: Don’t do anything I don’t want to do in bed. And Beau is our safe word.”

“Liar. You’re not writing them down.”

“You’re right; I’m not. But what if I told you I wanted you to teach me to give better head? And maybe even teach me how to love it?”

His breathing was heavy through the phone.

“I’ll be there tonight after work. But first, I have to stop somewhere and pick something up.”

“What’s that?”

“You’ll see when I get there.”

I held my breath. “I can’t wait.”

“Fuck. Me neither.”

“See you tonight.”

“See you tonight.”

I moved to end the call.

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