Praise is key to getting this woman off and as soon as good and girl come out of my mouth, it’s only a matter of time. I’m nearly there, I can feel like a tugging sensation and I’m desperately trying to get her there first. I let go of her right hand and slip mine along the front of her body until I find the spot between her legs that makes her head throw back.
“Oh God.”
“That’s it, sweetheart. Show me how pretty you look when you come for me.”
Her body starts to thrash, but she has limited options given my body is covering hers.
“Russ,” she moans as she squeezes me so fucking tight, I’m coming right there with her. It lasts for so long, that when I pull out of her slowly, I’m still going.
Collapsing next to her, I’m fucking beat. She snuggles closer, kissing me again slowly.
“Are you going to judge me for putting out on the first date?”
I snort, once again, never knowing what’s going to come out of her mouth. “Technically you put out before the first date. Loophole.”
“Thank goodness, my virtue won’t be compromised in that case.”
Rolling onto my back, I do my best to get rid of the condom in the most practical way and lie back down, pulling her under my arm so we can stare up at the stars. The movie has long finished, but I kind of prefer to only have to listen to her soft breaths. “Thank goodness. What would you do without your virtue?”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
AURORA
“Sit down, please, Aurora.”
My face scrunches, confused, as I side eye Emilia who hasn’t been given strict instructions to sit down by Xander. I take a seat on the picnic bench in front of him, resting against my hands as he paces in front of me dramatically. “Done.”
“Thank you, Aurora.”
“You’re welcome, Alexander. Your wish is my command, clearly.”
He stops pacing. “Is this a joke to you?”
“This? What’s happening right now?” He nods. “Yes, it’s very much a joke to me. I have no idea what’s going on. Can you move a couple of inches to the right, then a couple of inches forward, please? The sun is in my eyes.”
The three of us were supposed to be filling up water bottles for the kids ahead of rock climbing and somehow I’ve ended up with Xander wearing his most serious expression. I thought it was weird when he insisted on helping and I should have known he was up to something.
He kisses his teeth, his hands settling on his hips as he stares me down. “This is serious.”
“I’m sure whatever is happening right now is very serious to you, Xan. Still don’t know what’s happening though.”
I look across to Emilia who shrugs, watching our friend with interest. “The way you act sometimes makes me glad I don’t date men,” Emilia says.
“I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that to me. I have two words—”
“Attention and seeker?” Emilia says at the same time I say, “Over and dramatic?”
“—basketball tournament.” He glares at me. “Overdramatic is one word. Get your head in the game, Roberts. You’re an English major.”
I’m really struggling not to laugh, but I’m trying my hardest. He’s caught my interest now and I’m excited to see where this whole thing is going. “Is the game spelling or basketball? Because I’m confused.”
“Basketball tournament,” he repeats, a little louder this time. “We can’t lose.”
I once again look at Emilia, mainly searching for confirmation that we’re both experiencing the same thing and I’m not having a weird hallucination. Her perfectly sculpted eyebrows are nearly touching she’s frowning so hard.
I decide to be the nominated speaker for the both of us. Clearing my throat, I look back at Xander. “Uh, okay?”
“I don’t know what sordid and creative sexual wizardry Callaghan has promised you to throw the game, but I need you to forget about it. My reputation is on the line here and I need you to be a team player.”
“Rory is very popular with the Titans basketball team, Xan. You don’t have anything to worry about,” Emilia says, stepping just out of my reach when I try to punch her in the arm. “She loves being a team player.”
“Shut up,” I hiss at her. “Xander, I can’t lie. I have zero idea what you’re talking about. I’m not throwing anything, there’s no promises of witchcraft and or wizardry that I’m aware of and, sweetie, I really don’t think it’s that serious. The tournament is supposed to be a bit of fun.”