Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Brax lost it laughing. When he was finally able to speak again, he said, “Give him a break, Harlee. He was pretty nerdy in high school, and still doesn’t have a lot of experience with women.”
I felt my cheeks heat. “If I tell you something, do you swear not to utter it to another soul? Ever? For as long as you live?”
That caught his attention, because he shut his book and moved closer. “Tell me.”
Who would have guessed Braxton Bradley was into gossip? I nearly laughed at his excitement. “Promise me you won’t tell anyone. Not Gannon or Brody, and especially not Thomas.”
“I swear.”
“Cross your heart and hope to die?”
He shot me a frustrated look. “Are you ten?”
“Do it!”
He crossed his heart and mumbled, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”
“Stick a needle in your eye.”
“For fuck’s sake, Harlee!”
I jumped at his outburst, then laughed. “Fine. Okay, here it is.”
He leaned in closer.
“Ready?
“I’m going to murder you if you don’t tell me.”
I slowly shook my head. “You are no fun at all.”
“Harlee.”
“Fine! Thomas was a virgin when we started dating.”
Brax’s mouth fell open, and he blinked as if he was moving in slow motion. After a minute of him sitting there with his mouth gaping, I snapped my fingers in front of his face.
“I take it you had no idea.”
“Wait,” he said, sitting back and shaking his head. “Are you sure? I mean, how do you know?”
I could feel my face get hot. “He told me. He said at first he was saving himself for his wife, and then as he got older, he figured it seemed too weird, so he always broke up with women before it got to that point in the relationship. It’s why we started dating, actually. He approached me and asked if I would be his first. And I thought it was kind of sweet…at first. But he’s terrible in bed.”
Brax pushed his fingers through his hair. “Holy shit. It all makes sense. It’s like…it’s like every conversation we’ve had about women suddenly fell into place. He’d never had sex before you?”
“Nope,” I said, popping my P.
He looked back at me. “And you agreed to be his first?”
“Yep.” Another P pop.
“He’d really never…at all?”
I shook my head. “Nope. Never.”
“Wow. This is… I don’t know what this is. He never said a word to me.”
Pulling my knees up to my chest, I asked, “Why would he tell you, Brax? He was probably embarrassed. I’m sure you talked about your hookups plenty.”
He groaned and scrubbed his hands down his face. “God, I feel like an ass. I gave him a hard time about not using a vibrator on a woman.”
I dropped my legs back down. “What did he tell you?”
Brax slowly lifted his gaze to meet mine. A sexy smirk grew across his face as he tilted his head and gave me a wicked once-over with those hazel eyes of his.
“Oh. My. God. He didn’t,” I said.
“He did.”
“No! Men talk about stuff like that?”
Laughing, Brax nodded. “Said you wanted him to use a vibrator on you, and he was worried you’d like it better than him.”
I shrugged. “Well, he was probably right about that. Like I said, he wasn’t the best in bed, even when I tried to, um…help him.”
“Oh, this is rich. The last thing I want to hear about is your sexual lessons with a man in his thirties who was still a virgin.”
I reached over and hit him on the shoulder. “Don’t be like that, Brax. How many guys do you know in their thirties who are virgins?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever known any guy older than sixteen who was a virgin.”
With pleading eyes, I begged him, “Please don’t tell him I told you.”
He looked at me, and I could tell by his expression that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt Thomas. “I would never say anything, Harlee. He’s one of my best friends.”
Reaching for his hand, I squeezed it. “Thank you.”
He pulled me to him, and I nearly fell into his lap. “I want something from you to keep this little secret, though.”
I felt myself grinning like a little girl. I was so giddy and happy, being close to him. “You and I both know you’re going to keep it.”
He lifted a single brow. “Are you sure about that?”
With a wink, I stated, “Pretty confident.”
“Let me watch you play with yourself.”
My face instantly flamed. “No,” I whispered.
“Let me watch you, and you can watch me. I’ll stay here on the couch and won’t move.”
I felt an instant rush of wetness hit me between the legs, nearly moaning at the visual that popped into my head.
“What if…what if things go too far?” I asked.
He held up his right hand. “Pinky promise.”
I chewed on my lower lip. The idea of seeing Brax take himself in hand had me so hot and bothered. Then add in him watching me get myself off… It was probably a recipe for disaster. But one I was pretty sure I’d be willing to do anyway.