Page 29 of The Secret
“Oral?” I say.
“Arrggghhhh,” Kate groans, as she and Jo try and slap their hands over my mouth simultaneously. A man at the table behind Jo turns around. Raising my eyebrows, I catch Kate’s eye and Jo frowns at us, half-turning as I shake my head, starting to giggle.
“Keep your voice down, Liss,” Kate grumbles as we all lean forward over the round table between us.
“So?” I whisper.
“Yes, alright,” Jo says through clenched teeth, widening her eyes at me meaningfully and Kate grins. “He does that,” she adds, and I groan.
“Comeon. Is he any good?”
The color rises in her face, and Kate giggles again. An unrestrained smile breaks over my face like a wave. These girls. Honestly.
She nods at me, and I growl.
“I’m not giving you details, Liss.”
“Okay. I’ll ask the questions, and you just answer yes or no.”
“I’m not doing that either.”
“Does he make you come?” I say with exaggerated slowness. The man behind Jo leans back toward our table.
Jo nods, and I hold up five fingers. “Number of orgasms a night?”
Kate’s eyes bug out, and I grin. Some guys set great store on their ability to give orgasms: One guy gave me three once. He turned out to be another asshole in the long line of assholes, but the sex was amazing.Story of my life … until Dan.Damn, I’d forgotten how sad I was in the joy of this conversation.
Jo shakes her head.
“No orgasms?” I say with mock horror, and she frowns at me.
“You’re a minx.”
“Tell me or I’m going to text him right now,” I threaten, snatching her phone from where it’s resting on the table in front of her.She should never have given me her PIN number.
She tries to snatch it back, but I hold it way up over my head, and she gives an exaggerated sigh.
“Okay. Okay. It varies.”
“Between what and what?”
Pursing her lips, she leans forward to whisper, “One and four.”
“Four?” Kate squeaks.
That’s impressive.Points for the boy. The guy behind Jo has turned around, so I wink at him, and he blushes before turning back to the other man at his table.
Jo laughs and waggles her hands at us. “Magic tech fingers.”
“Why do I feel like I’m missing out?” I say.
“You’remissing out?” Kate says with a deep frown. “You’ve just had a hot summer fling in Africa. What about me?”
“Miss Missionary Position.”
I grin, and she snorts. Kate’s always been relaxed about the fact she likes straightforward intercourse. She says she doesn’t want to have to think about an orgasm, and that it should be as unchallenging as possible. I think she hasn’t had sex with the right guy yet.
“There’s always Fabian,” Jo says with a sly smile.
