Page 4 of Clueless
His eyes are heavy when they hit me again. “Compliment. Fighting a boner here, little girl.”
Yup. Definitely need to change my panties.
My breath comes out heavy. “Keep calling me that and we’re going to have problems.”
I swear I hear what sounds like a growl come out of him, but he merely shakes his head. “You have another question?”
I smirk. “How did you know I did?”
“Because your response was also a question.”
My lips twitch. “Fair point. Yes, I do. When did you and your stepson start sharing women? How did that even happen? It didn’t start with his mom or anything, did it?”
“Ew, gross.” His nose wrinkles. “I hardly even wanted to have sex with just her.”
I raise an eyebrow, waiting.
He shrugs. “Around when I left the military, five or so years ago, he and I went to a bar and it just…happened. We were an exclusive throuple for a year or so. It was fantastic.” He stands up straighter, confident in his words. “No one ever having to worry about being lonely. All needs, physical and emotional, taken care of. It just worked. And I’ve been alive long enough—seen enough—to know that when something is right, you don’t test it.”
“That sounds nice. Not being lonely or longing.”The words slip out before I can shush them. I close my eyes briefly, knowing I’m likely making a fool of myself.
“It is.”
Opening my eyes again, I lock eyes with him, and he speaks again. “Are you lonely, little girl?”
I don’t even hesitate. “I’ve always been lonely.”
“Even with siblings?”
My shoulders lift in a shrug. “Brothers can’t erase an abusive dad who calls you names and forces you into isolation. Even if they tried to protect me.”
The air is silent for a second. Heavy. A part of me wants to apologize, but I’ve also worked very hard with my therapist in the last few years to accept the fact that my past is just that—my past. And if we’re being truthful with each other, then it’s just a part of me.
His voice is heavy when he responds. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
I move the topic back to sexy-land. It was far more enjoyable—even if the majority of the population would undoubtedly call me and the man before me every crude word in the book. “So, you’re experienced. But what’s something you haven’t done in a long time, that you want to do soon?”
His gaze penetrates my soul as he responds. “I haven’t fucked a woman one-on-one in a long time.”
Instantly, my mouth goes dry. I almost have to force my next words out. “Do you want to?”
“Very much so.”
Oh…my God.
Before I can respond, he asks his next question. “What’s something you want to do that you’ve never done? Coming from an experienced girl.”
I sit on it for a second, musing. My response comes out dry and filled with humor, knowing it’s something that will likely never happen. “Never done the whole glory-hole thing. Sounds hot, though. I’ve watched a lot of porn with it.”
Sean doesn’t laugh with me, though.
He smirks.
