Matching the tone of my husky voice, she practically moaned, “Is that your big move?”
“Only one way to find out.”
“Time is up! Everyone, rotate to the right please and meet your next speed date.”
I stood, not moving an inch, anxiously waiting for her reply. At this point, if she didn’t leave with me, there was a slight chance I was going to throw her over my shoulder like the caveman I was and take her home with me regardless.
“You have got to be kidding me?” her bratty girlfriend intervened, walking over to us. “You’re here too?”
“Nice to see you too, shitty ass driver. Did you almost run anyone over on the way here?”
“Not yet.” She proudly smiled. “But the night is still young. Why don’t you go cross the street, and we can see if I can change that?”
Sawyer busted out laughing, looking only at her. “Darlin’, at least let me buy you a drink first.”
“You coming?” I reached for Sage’s hand. “Because I can guarantee that you will.”
I could see the internal struggle on her face, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find it hot as fuck that she didn’t do this often. She was a good girl, and I was going to make sure that I rewarded her morals.
With her clit in my mouth.
She stood, glancing at her friend. “You okay if I dip out?”
Her friend’s eyes went back and forth between Sawyer and me before ultimately landing on me. Grabbing her phone, she snapped a photo. “If she doesn’t text me in the morning, I’ll be driving my car through your house while you’re sleeping, got it?”
I nodded. “Duly noted.”
She gazed at Sawyer. “I guess you’ll do. I don’t cuddle, I don’t spend the night, and if you have no oral skills, then I’m just wasting my time.”
“Holy fuck.” I slapped Sawyer on the back. “I think you just fell in love.”
He didn’t pay me any mind, never breaking stares with the feisty chick who needed a good ass fucking.
At least that’s what I would do if Sage was sassing me like this chick was Sawyer.
Never missing a beat, he declared, “Cuddling is for pussies. I’ll insist you leave after I make you come again on my cock, but only after I’ve given multiples from fucking you with my tongue.”
And ladies and gentlemen, she smiled. Bright and bold. “We’ll see about that.”
After all these years, my boy Sawyer had finally met his match, and she was blazing fucking fire. One of them was bound to get burned, and I for one couldn’t wait to see the shit show. He grabbed her hand, and they walked away.
“Wow,” Sage breathed out, bringing my attention back to her. “So the dirty talking, that’s just an art you’ve perfected with your friends?”
I nodded toward Sawyer. “I’ve taught him everything he knows. So … you ready for my big move?”
“I think so.”
Not hesitating for one second, I pulled her toward me and whispered in her ear, “Don’t fall in love with me, Sage.”
It wasn’t the first time I’d said this to a woman; although, it was the first time…
I wasn’t sure if I meant it.
Chapter 8
—Sage—
Fuck me.
Literally.
I was nervous. I was so nervous I couldn’t get my leg to stop bouncing in his truck. I basically creamed my panties the moment he opened the door for me.
Yeah, he opened his door for me.
Granted, the only boyfriend I ever had was a complete douchebag, but Aspyn never talked about the guys she went home with opening doors for her.
Was this normal?
I mean, I was a sure thing. One way or another, he was going to get laid. The moment I felt Ashton’s hand on my knee, my heart began racing at the speed of light. I thought maybe he was trying to get my attention, but nope. He was simply trying to calm my overly anxious knee bouncing. Once I stopped, his hand slid down my thigh. In a steady, heated rhythm, his fingers went back and forth, over and over again. They were probably an inch away from the edge of my panties.
I wasn’t used to experiencing these emotions. My heart was beating so fast that at one point I thought I might actually pass out.
I wasn’t this girl.
I didn’t go home with the hottest guy at the bar.
Ever.
The men I did hook up with were friends of friends at parties Aspyn dragged me to go to.
Do you have any idea how hard it was to explain to these men why I’m carrying around a latex-free condom?
Despite being on the pill, I wasn’t going to have unprotected sex with anyone until I was married. With my luck, I’d get pregnant with twins again.
I didn’t go out much. I had twins at home. My days were consumed with mom life, and I couldn’t remember the last time I was doing something for myself.
Right now.
This moment.
This was for me.
Which scared me more than anything because this was him. It was Ashton, the one guy I'd compared every other man to.
Should I tell him I have a son and a daughter waiting for me back home? A set of twins that were conceived the very same night we’d met!
He was the first to break the silence between us, calling me out, “You thinking about all the ways you’re gonna fuck this up?”
“Am I that obvious?”
“Well, you were about to drill a hole through my floorboard with your bouncing. You do realize there is nothing you could do to turn me off, right?”
“Um … I can think of a few things...” I honestly replied, referring to my twins.
“Sage.”
Our stares connected.
“Would it help if I told you I’d been thinking about fucking you since the moment I laid eyes on you?”
“Actually, that makes me feel worse. Now I know you have expectations.”
“Sage, I’m a man. The only expectation I have is to make you come in my mouth.”
“Okay, listen,” I sternly stated, ignoring the fluttering feeling in my belly from hearing his dirty mouth. “These one-liners are a super turn on for me. But let me tell you right now that I don’t do that with the guys I sleep with.”
“And what’s that?”
“Come. Have an orgasm. See the almighty promise land.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Yeah, you heard correctly.” I gestured to my body. “I’m just not made that way. I’m sure you have talent in those areas that go beyond measures, but I don’t want you to be let down. Alright, are you listening?”
“I’m listening.”
“So here it is.” I turned to face him. “I’m super flattered with you thinking about me for the last seven years, but when it comes to sex, I’m pretty basic. I think you’re expecting the time of your life with me, but I’m not the kind of girl that you’re used to.”