My cheeks flush.
"But it turns out, you're an uptight woman who fucking loves when I come on her tits." His smile widens.
I try to reach for something, anything to say. I need my senses back or I'm going to get lost in beautiful, filthy mental images. "You're a know it all."
He shakes his head.
I nod.
He takes another step closer. "I bet I can guess another three movies or books you love."
"You're proving my point about being a know-it-all."
He smiles. "Even so." He places his body between my legs. "I should get something if I win."
I force myself to push past my inhibitions. "A blow job in the shower wasn't enough?"
He slides his arms around my waist. "You're fucking adorable when you blush."
I shake my head.
He nods.
"You…" I lean into his touch as he slides his fingertips under his t-shirt. "You didn't answer the question."
"That was fucking amazing."
"Really?"
"Fuck yes." He looks up at me. "Don't tell me I didn't verbalize that."
God, I'm going to die of embarrassment. I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Joel is still looking up at me with this you're cute when you're nervous smile.
I stare back at him. "I've never been particularly confident about my abilities."
"You mean sucking cock or sex in general?"
I trip over my tongue.
He smiles. "You're amazing on all counts, angel." He slides his hand up my back.
"Really?"
He nods. "Fuck yes." He presses his lips against my neck. "You're giving me ideas about how we should spend the rest of the day."
I clear my throat. "Yeah?"
He nods.
I press my lips together.
Then he's smiling.
And laughing.
Oh.
"You're about to say Harry Potter, aren't you?" I ask.