Our Way

I stare at him, what in the world? This is the last thing that I was expecting him to say.

“No pressure. No expectations,” he continues. “Just living in the moment for a while.” He shrugs as if this makes complete sense.

I roll my lips to hide my smile. “So, you want to use my body as a booty-call?”

“No… I want you to use my body as a booty-call.”

“And what body part are you going to be benefiting me with?”

“Right now?”

I nod as our eyes lock.

“My tongue.

I raise my eyebrow.

“I want to lay you out, spread those pretty thighs apart and lick you up. It’s been way too long since you came on my tongue.”

I get a visual of Nathan’s head between my legs, and I get tingles down there. That’ll do it.

“Hmm, interesting concept,” I reply dryly, as I act uninterested.

He smirks. “I think so.”

“No expectations?” I raise my eyebrow.

“Not a one.”

“No promises?”

“Orgasms are the only sure thing.”

“Hmm.” My mind begins to run at a million miles per minute. This could be the perfect plan. I get to have him, but I’m not tied down if things go pear-shaped.

“What about other people?” I ask.

“What about other people?” He replies.

“Would you be sleeping with other people?”

“Well, seeing how I’ve been alone for six months and haven’t, I don’t see that happening.”

“Have you forgotten the strippers?”

“No. But I wish you would,” he mutters dryly. “Can you wipe that from your memory bank?”

“Unfortunately, not.” I sip my drink. “The other people is a deal breaker for me. I don’t want a public booty-call.”

He smiles broadly, knowing he nearly has me. “No other people.”

“Hmm.” I sip my drink as we stare at each other.

The air crackles with possibilities.

“So?” I watch on as in slow motion his tongue darts out and swipes out over his bottom lip. My sex clenches as I imagine it licking my most sensitive parts.

“What do you say?” he prompts me.