Page 36 of Tasting Innocence

She laughs. “Jealous of all the guys I haven’t been with?”

I hold both of her hands in mine and grin down at her. “You haven’t done anything with any guys? No hand jobs, blowjobs or anything?”

“I’ve had makeout sessions and some touching, but not much more. Doesn’t mean I don’t know what a hand job or blowjob is. I have seen porn.”

I arch a brow. “Is that right?”

“Stop acting like you haven’t. Girls can watch too.”

“Hey, I’m not judging. I like the idea of you watching porn and touching yourself.”

I reach down and run my palm over my erection. “Fuck.”

She surprises me when she brings her hand to my cock and slowly and delicately runs two finger tips down my shaft.

My head drops back as I enjoy her touch. It’s through a thin piece of material, but it still feels better than any other time someone else touched me, and I think it’s because of who it is, not because she has some sort of magical touch. It’s just her.

Someone closes a door nearby, bringing us out of our intimate moment.

“You think Trevor’s looking for you?” she asks in a whisper.

“Probably not. Might just be someone going to the bathroom, but I guess I should head back to my room, just in case.”

She nods. “Yeah.”

I palm her cheek. “You free tomorrow?”

A smile spreads across her face. “Yes.”

“Come to my place?”

She nods excitedly. “Definitely.”