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“Jay, anything you do, wear, or say, I’m probably going to like.”
I had to remember to apologize to my crystal-carrying cousin, who always told me all I had to do to receive something was ask the universe for it.
Okay, universe, now please make Jay’s cock land in my mouth. Pretty please?
“I already know you’re not a villain, Ry. Just prove to me you’re not a prince either.”
“You are dumb,” I said, with no actual teeth behind the word. “And you’re cute as fuck.” Now it was my turn to smile way too wide for my face.
Instantly, we were on each other. Weeks and weeks of built-up tension exploded, snapped like a taut wire under way too much pressure. I grabbed his face in my hands and inhaled him, my kiss fueled by the flames that fanned inside my core. Jay gave it right back, pushing into me, his arms wrapping around my waist as his tongue danced with mine. This was heaven. Fucking heaven.
God, I loved fucking with him. I had a feeling that I was going to love fucking him too.
“If it means anything from this slightly drunk himbo jock you just met at a bar: I think you’re already a beautiful and confident woman, and I’m sure you’re accomplished too. Don’t let anything—mirror or person or yourself—tell you otherwise. Ever.”
Gag reflex? Didn’t know her. Jaw pain? Who was that? Dry mouth? Never heard of it.
“You’re wild,” I said, feeling so damn excited.
DIRTY DANCING!
Fuck you, Dad. The thought was bitter. I didn’t like feeling this way toward my dad, but this was the kind of shit I couldn’t sit back for. It was time I made a stand. And I was going to make it with my boyfriend. Fuck it.
You’re wild.” Ryan leaned in with a laugh and kissed me.
