answer that if you tell me why you like giving blowjobs so much?”
She flips her hair, then looks back at me. “Where’d you hear that?”
“Oh. Um…you? You used to say that freshmen year, remember?”
She laughs. “I would just say that to get a rise out of people.”
“Oh. So, wait, you don’t like giving them?”
“I do. Although, I didn’t ever go down on Jude.”
“Why not?”
“Because he was a head presser.”
“Head…presser?”
“Yeah, we’d be like making out, and he’d pull my head down and try to start me—”
“Okay, okay, I’m getting the picture.”
“So, you’re not a head presser?”
I laugh. “I’m more of a ‘whip-it-out’ kind of guy.”
She rolls her head in laughter and lays her hand over mine for a moment. “Oh my God. That’s great.”
“So, when you’re with a guy who isn’t a ‘head presser’ as you say, what makes you like doing it?”
She sips her cider and flickers her eyes at me. “Going down on a guy makes me feel powerful. In that act, he’s totally vulnerable and at my mercy. I’m in control of his pleasure.”
I shudder, because now I’m trying hard not to picture what it would be like to have Maya’s lips on my cock.
Friends. You’re just friends, Grant.
“I guess that makes sense,” I nod, trying to give her a vanilla answer that will let us move on from the topic.
“What do you mean, you guess?” she fires back.
“Well, remind me how you give a blowjob and I’ll tell you if it does or doesn’t make sense to me,” I bait, wiggling my eyebrows.
The most devious grin I’ve ever seen Maya have comes over her face. “Well, I like to start slow. Depending on the guy’s eagerness level, the slower I go.”
“Oh, huh,” I choke out. Damn, if I was trying to direct the conversation and stop picturing Maya’s sultry little lips wrapped around me, I should not have asked her to describe her freaking technique.
Damn this booze.
She giggles and continues. “So I would start by unzipping the jeans of course. To see what I’m working with and know how hard I’m going to have to work.”
I laugh. “You mean to see how much of a mouthful you’re dealing with.”
She continues, “Right. And, there’s nothing I love more than making a guy come just from holding his cock and sticking my tongue out. That only happened once, though.”
I feel my body heating up.
“So, then I’ll lick the sides.”
She takes the straw out of her water and looks at it longingly, then licks it while staring me in the eye. The way she’s looking at me makes my cock go rigid.
“That’s definitely a good look,” I admit, my voice coming out gravelly.
“Is it? Well, thank you. Anyway, I usually start like this, and then grab the base. Maybe I’ll slap my cheeks with his cock.” She keeps doing the same thing with the straw.
“Now I’ll probably say something cheeky, pun intended. ‘You sure you want this?’ and make the guy squirm. He’ll get impatient, and I’ll lick the sides of his hard flesh, then finally take just the tip of his cock in my mouth. Then for a while I’ll tease around the first couple of inches and pretend like I’m not going to go any deeper. Meanwhile, I’ll twist my hand around him while I work the mouth. I have tiny hands, Grant. Have you seen?”
She puts her hands up and against mine. “Those are small,” I reply quietly.
“Mmm-hmm. So, I keep that up for a few minutes or so, and honestly by now a lot of guys are already coming.”
“Interesting,” I manage to croak out.
My cock thinks this whole description is quite interesting as well, as I’m fully hard and completely aroused.
She smiles. “I know the questions you’re wondering, and yes, I can deepthroat, and no, I don’t swallow.”
Okay, this really has to stop. The more she paints this picture, the harder I get.
“Funny, I would have taken you for a swallower.”
“Not my thing.” She shrugs, then eyes me again with her deep blue-greens. “Or maybe I just haven’t met the right guy yet.”
My heart pounds like thunder. “Well maybe you’ll meet him sometime. Lot of cool guys around…” I trail off.
Stop wussing out and make a move, Taylor! Who cares if you’re a rebound?.
Why is it that any other woman seems like no big deal to make a move on, but when it comes to Maya, I lose my shit?
“Do you want to grab us another drink?” Maya asks. She tries to flag our server, who