Page 99 of The Devil We Crave
I throw my head back and laugh.
“That’show it came up,” Galina sighs. "We've been talking who's done it."
I grin. “And…survey says?” I glance at Wren. “I mean, you I know about.”
She sighs. “Yeah, unfortunately, that card got punched by dickhead.”
AkaBryce, her ex.
“And it sucked, too.”
“Heard,” Lucia grumbles, raising her hand. “Also guilty. A couple times, with my high school boyfriend.” She scowls and holds up her thumb and forefinger half an inch apart. “Not muchto write home about,” she sighs. We all giggle.
“I got close,” Galina snorts. “If you count him blowing in his pants and then not being able to get it up again the two times we tried asgetting close.”
I wince. “Oof.”
Galina raises her brows. “No shit. Also, the logistics involved in sneaking out of the house to go meet a boy under the ever-present gazes of both Dad and Papa,twice, is a superhuman feat. To do it just to get cum stains on my skirt when it leaked through his jeans feels like getting kicked in the shins.”
The rest of us erupt in laughter.
“Ari being a virgin still seems so weird to me,” Lucia says, shaking her head. “I mean, her parents operate a literal kink club.”
I shrug. “Eh, I think it’s just a reaction to what her parents do. I mean, she says they keep work and homesuperseparated, but still… If your parents run a place like that… I think I can see why Ari’s usually in jeans or sweatpants and doesn’t really have much of an interest in sex.”
Wren nods. “For sure.” She lifts her gaze to me. “And unless there's something you’ve neglected to tell your best friend in the world…you’re still…?”
Heat creeps up my neck into my cheeks. My mind instantly revisits the other night, with a very naked, very muscled, very fuckingHUGEAchilles sliding into bed behind me.
Grabbing my throat and hips.
Gliding his thick cock back and forth against my pussy until I shattered.
And then covering me with his cum before flipping a switch back on inside me that I thought would remain in the “off” position forever.
I didn’t just “agree” to give him head. It’s not even just that I “wanted” to.
It’s that Ifuckingwanted to.
I wanted my mouth on his cock like someone lost in the desert wants water. I don't know if it was the alcohol, or the rush of endorphins because he'd just made me come, or the knowledge that Wren was in the next room.
But when he slid his hand into my hair and told me to open my mouth, I wanted to give him the sort of head he’d wake up dreaming about.
No idea if I came close, given that I’d only givenoneblowjob before that, but I hope so.
“Uh…Lena??”
I blink. Wren is staring at me with a hungry, prying look on her face.
“Oh! No!” I laugh nervously. “No, no change there.”
She arches her brow. “She says, after a long, weighty,blushingsilence.”
I roll my eyes. “No change. Still a virgin.”
Lucia shrugs. “Waiting for the right guy?”
“Waiting for a prince, obviously,” Galina sighs. “To sweep her off her feet before bedding her on a cushion of silk and roses.”
