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“No,” Ethan said, shaking his head. His rumpled hair shook into his green eyes, and he pulled back from me with a deep frown. “This is why we stopped the last time. I-”
Fuckery! Why couldn’t I just keep my mouth shut?
“Why not?” I asked with a pout, folding my arms across my chest.
“Cassie, I am not sitting on your chest so you can ‘suck me off,‘” Ethan said air–quoting the last words I’d said. “I thought we were going to have intercourse here. Isn’t that the point?”
I snorted. “Intercourse… yes, we are, but we can still explore.”
Especially if, once it was all said, done, and popped, we wouldn’t be doing this again. I had a list I had to meet.
Ethan scowled down at me as Seth rubbed the back of his neck, still blinking in surprise from my request. It wasn’t easy surprising Seth, but now that I’d done it, I found myself wanting to do it more. In reality, neither of them should be shocked really. It wasn’t the first time I’d requested something out of the box and it wouldn’t be the last.
“Maybe that’s something we can build up to,” Seth said.
“I’ve been a virgin for a long time. There’s a lot of stuff I want to do to you… to both of you before I go and get knocked up. There’s a list and that sucker took me all night to write it and of course, I left it on my nightstand in my apartment. I’m officially list–less!”
“Being knocked up doesn’t mean you can’t still do those things on the list,” Ethan said, but paused and the frown line in his forehead increased. “Wait. What? Knocked up? You aren’t trying to get pregnant, are you?”
Oops.
Shrugging my shoulders, I loosely wrapped my arms around Ethan’s back pulling him back against me. “It’s just an expression, and I know. They’re just my sexual goals. Like I’d like
to complete them before I get morning sickness and fat.”
Fuck my life. I did it again!
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Maybe I should just tell them, here and now.
Ethan scratched the side of his ear. “I’m confused.”
Seth gave me a curious look, clearly more interested in my sexual goals than my verbal slip–ups. “What’s on this list?”
I exhaled, thanking my lucky stars that Seth was such a dirty bastard, and I started listing off my fingers, “Doggy style, anal, giving a blow job, double penetration… I looked up some stuff that seemed pretty interesting too, but I can’t remember what they’re called.
There was this one where you do this weird body contortion. I’m flexible so it shouldn’t be a problem. I just can’t remember what it was called.”
I held in my smile as I noticed the reddish tinge flushing Ethan’s cheeks. Did it turn him
on, me talking like that? I didn’t know. This was all new territory. All the same, it must’ve
done something, because he’d completely forgotten about my earlier baby–influenced
words. Maybe I could get this done without either of them knowing, at least for now.
Seth raised his hand. “I’ll do it.”
Ethan lifted an eyebrow. “What is it that you’ll do?”
“I’ll sit on her chest and let her blow me.”
“Really?” I asked excitedly.
Ethan shook his head. “You’ve gotta be kidding me! She probably doesn’t even know how to give a regular blowjob.”
I shrugged, shaking my head so that my hair was completely off my shoulders. My breasts bounced with the movement and I had to bite my lip to keep from grinning at Ethan as I watched his gaze follow the movement. What we’d done yesterday and what we’d built up to tonight had made him even more aware of me in a sexual manner. That thought made me giddy.
Shifting beneath Ethan, I let my hand slowly trail down the side of his hip. “Well, let me practice on you,” I suggested. “Seth can help me out. Besides, I’ve done a lot of research.”
“Watching is different than doing,” Ethan mumbled, scowling down at me.
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Seth slipped behind Ethan. I expected him to do something particularly raunchy to him, but he simply turned Ethan’s head to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Ethan let his eyelids drift shut. Seth’s hand wrapped loosely around Ethan’s throat, his fingers curved and resting on his jaw as Seth devoured. I lifted my hand to fan my face and exhaled.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Using the slow breathing exercise, I tried to amp up my nerve before reaching forward and tugging at the waistband of Ethan’s boxers. Swallowing, I kept my eyes glued to his waist.
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