“Do you have a porn subscription or something?” she asks, and I let loose a relieved breath.
“Something like that,” I say, and she grins at me.
She widens her legs, then closes them, like she’s making snow angels. “Here I thought I knew everything about you.”
I grin at her. “You don’t know everything, Katee.”
“That seems like a challenge to me,” she says playfully. “Maybe I’ll have to spend the week figuring out all your dirty little secrets.”
Oh, if she only knew.
The movie starts, and Katee shifts restlessly beside me as the opening credits roll. In all of ten seconds flat, we’re watching an office romance porn—and I use the word romance lightly—where the boss wastes no time going down on his secretary on top of his desk. I chose this one on purpose, knowing exactly how it opened. I angle my head to see Katee, note the way her breathing has changed as she absently twirls her hair around her finger, something she does when she’s concentrating. I’m not even sure she knows she’s doing it. But I’m well aware of her body language, what she’s saying without using her voice.
I turn back to the screen as the woman shamelessly rubs herself up against her boss. “Like what you see, Katee?”
“Yeah,” she says, her voice a breathless whisper. “That’s good,” she says so quietly I have to strain to hear her. Okay, maybe this wasn’t my smartest move because seeing my best friend aroused, admitting how she likes watching a guy go down on his girl, and not being able to do anything about it might just be the end of me.
Why can’t you do anything about it?
“So…uh…you’ve done this, right?” I ask.
She slowly turns her head my way, her eyes a bit glazed. “I’ve never done that, but I’ve been on the receiving end of it, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I clear my throat. “That’s what I’m asking, and good. Every woman should get off on oral sex before penetration. That’s rule number one in my playbook, and I just want to make sure it is in yours, too.”
She goes quiet for a moment, and looks back at the screen. “Luke?”
“Hmm?” I hit the volume on the keyboard, turn it down a bit to hear her whispered words.
“I’ve never really…” She points to my laptop, and crinkles up her cute little nose. “Orgasmed from that, though.”
I scrub my chin, as the visual of her sprawled across a desk—or this bed—my face buried between her legs until she comes all over my tongue fill my thoughts. “Shit.”
“Why shit?” A worried look comes over her face and she shuffles backward like she’s just been slapped. What the hell? What is going on with her?
“No…nothing, uh. Wait, you do you enjoy oral sex, don’t you?” She gives a nonchalant shrug.
“It’s…okay. I guess.”
“Just okay?” I briefly close my eyes. I’m starting to get the sense that no guy has ever done it right for her?
“I wouldn’t write home about it or anything.”
“And I’m sure you mother appreciates that,” I say and we both laugh, the tension easing a bit between us. I watch the guy lick the girl’s sex, circle her clit, and I shift the laptop to hide my erection. A frown comes over Katee, and I can’t quiet figure out what it is about this scene that is both arousing her and bothering her. “What?”
“I…never mind.” She looks down at the bedding.
“Spill. I’m your best friend, you can tell me anything.”
“I just… I wonder if there is something wrong with me.”
“How so?”
“You said a woman should get off on oral sex before penetration, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I…ugh, this is so embarrassing.”