Bought (His For A Week)

“Anything.” She turned the question on him. “What turns you on?”

“When I was younger, I had a crush on the actress Gong Li.”

At the moment, you are what turns me on. The vision of you tied to the bed, naked, screaming out my name. You tied in strappado with my cock banging you from behind.

“What’s the best orgasm you’ve ever had?” he asked before his imagination made his erection too painful.

“My first time with a vibrator. I had no idea they could be so...powerful.”

“How about recently?”

“I love the combination of my Hitachi and a pair of Ben Wa balls.”

He stored that bit of information away.

“Your best experiences have been with a vibrator, not a guy,” he noted.

“Hate to break it to you,” she murmured, “but that’s the case with a lot of women.”

“Well, that’s about to change. For you, anyway.”

She stiffened slightly. “You think you’re all that?”

It was said with a nervous laugh.

“I do.”

“How do you know your confidence isn’t misplaced?”

“Experience.”

“Most women won’t offer up complaints because they don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.”

“The women I’ve fucked come back for more.”

“Sure they do, especially when you pay them.”

“You’re the only one I’ve ever paid for.”

She cleared her throat. “These experiences of yours, are they a good sample size?”

“You want stats? I haven’t run a regression analysis, but practice makes perfect. And I’ve had a lot of practice.”

“So you’re slutty as well as cocky?”

“What is it with black women and sass?”

“Hey, that’s a stereotype, a trope perpetuated by the media.”

“Don’t get me wrong. I like your sass. It makes me want to fuck you more.”

Her body squirmed. In an instant, his pants became a painful cage. He resorted to talking again.

“If I was going to see any action at Howard, I had to be good. You know what they say about black men: they’re better hung and better lovers. How was I going to compete with that? I had to up my game, and practice was the way to do it.”

One of the few things going for him as a freshman at Howard was the ratio of women to men. Women outnumbered men nearly two to one.

“Yeah?” she challenged. “If you’ve had all that practice, you should have discovered that everyone is different. What works for one woman won’t necessarily work for another.”