Page 96 of The Lessons

I rolled my eyes again and sat up. “How you’re feeling about your body? Seriously?”

“What?”

I flicked his chest with my fingers. “Don’t even try to tell me you don’t realize how…” I trailed off.

“What?” he asked, trying to beat back a grin.

“How…how good…this all is.” I made a circular motion over his body with both my hands as words failed me.

He laughed again. “I’m glad you approve.”

Ryan

God, I loved being with her. I’d done this work for so long I think I’d almost forgotten that sex could be fun. But Natalie was laughter and light—it was impossible not to enjoy myself when I was around her. I rolled over and spooned her as we relaxed in silence. I seriously could have stayed in that position for a week, but after a few minutes, I could sense her tensing.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I guess…um, I was just wondering—can I ask you something? And you have to promise to be honest, okay?”

I turned her around to face me and raised my hand like I was in court. “Always, babe.”

“Right. I mean, cool…” she trailed off. “I guess I was wondering, would you mind if I tried giving you a blowjob?”

What happened next was that my mindliterallyseparated from my body. I know this because it re-entered the conversation a few moments later, with Natalie retracting her statement.

“I mean, we don’t have to. I understand if you think we should focus on me, but I just was thinking it would be good for me to know how. I mean, I totally get it if you aren’t comfortable. Just forget I asked—”

I put my fingers up to her lips and nodded. “Natalie. Yes.”

Her eyes lit up as if she was a five-year-old and I’d just told her unicorns were real. “Are you serious? I mean, thanks. I mean, that’s great. I didn’t want to pester you but—”

She glanced down at my crotch, and her breath caught.

Despite our marathon fuckfest, I was as stiff as a broom handle. Can you blame me? This gorgeous girl had just said she washoping maybe she could give me a BJ. What man wouldn’t get a boner from that?

“Let’s do it.”

“Serious? Now?” Call me crazy, but she suddenly looked scared.

“I’m game if you are,” I offered, not wanting to press her too hard.

She swallowed, and as I got up, she followed.

As we stood next to the bed, I pulled her chin up to me. “But are you sure you want to?”

She paused for a second. “Yes,” she stated definitively, nodding for emphasis.

“Do you?? I mean, do you want any tips?” I asked. To be honest, coaching on oral sex wasn’t my forte. Most of what I did was straight-up intercourse. Not that I was opposed to the idea, however. As one might say, I wasupfor the challenge.

“No,” she whispered. “I mean, maybe. I read some stuff, but if you could tell me how I’m doing…” she trailed off.

I chuckled as I kissed her on the forehead. “Sounds good. Now, on your knees, woman.”

She shot me a look.

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