Quarterback Draw

“Well, I definitely know my own body. I mean technically I’m not really a virgin anymore. It’s more that I haven’t been with a guy.”

He smiled at that. “Which means you’ve used your own hands to get yourself off.”

She nodded. “Right. And vibrators.”

He sucked in a breath. “I’d like to watch you do that sometime.”

Now she gave him a sexy smile. He liked seeing her relax a little. It was time to get the topic back on sex, where it belonged. He wanted her confidence high again, where it had been before.

“You would?” she asked.

“Hell, yes. There’s nothing hotter than watching a woman make herself come. And you could watch me jack off.”

Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breath. “That would be interesting. And probably quite fun.”

He laid his hand on her leg, let his fingers do a light dance across her kneecap, then up her thigh. “Babe, you have no idea. Okay, tell me what experience you’ve had with guys.”

“Not much, really. I haven’t had a lot of exposure. Some kissing, a little under the shirt action. Nothing down here.”

She pointed to her sex.

Okay, so he had to educate her—and himself as well. Other than the early teen years when he and girls had fumbled around with each other, he’d only been with experienced women before—women who knew what they wanted and knew how to ask for it.

Katrina wasn’t going to be the only one experiencing something new today.

And he owed it to her to do it right, because a woman’s first time with a guy should be something special.

He didn’t intend to fuck this up.

SIXTEEN

KATRINA HAD BEEN MORTIFIED. SHE’D PLANNED TO get this sex thing over with before Grant had any inkling she’d never done this before. Leave it to someone as masculine and filled with confidence as him to read right through her. He’d known almost instantly that she had no idea what she was doing.

But he’d handled it so well. He hadn’t laughed at her, and he’d asked all the right questions. Now they could get down to business and make her lack of experience a thing of the past.

“Okay, so what do we do?” she asked. She had a gloriously hot and sexy naked man in bed with her, and she wanted to move forward with that.

His hand lay on her thigh, and as his fingers crept forward, that flush of heat surrounded her again, making her breasts feel swollen and heavy, and her clit tingle with anticipation.

But he didn’t move. Instead, he teased the inner curve of her thigh. “We do whatever feels good. I don’t know about you, but I’m not in any hurry. I want to explore your body. I want to kiss you and lick you and make you come. I want your bones to turn to jelly and make you quiver all over. And then when I fuck you, Kat, you’re going to scream my name over and over again.”

She shuddered out a breath at the fantasy of it all. She read a lot of books, many of them romances. She got the fantasy. She’d masturbated to a lot of very explicit erotica many times. But that’s all it was—a fantasy. She was smart enough to know real life wasn’t like that.

“You’re giving me a look like you don’t believe I can make it happen for you.”

Her lips curved. “I’m very open-minded and eager to learn. But I highly doubt that real sex is all I’ve read about.”

He stood, tugged on her ankles, and pulled her down the bed, laying her flat. “I’ll accept that challenge.”

He climbed onto the bed and laid next to her, using his hands to sweep over her body.

“Sex should never be rushed. I did that a lot when I was younger.” He used the palm of his hand to rub a spot just above her collarbone. “I learned after a while that you miss out on some great stuff.”

She met his gaze. “Such as?”

“Such as learning what spots on a woman’s body drive her crazy. And that you need to relax and enjoy the journey. It isn’t all about fucking, you know.”

To her, it was. But she’d take his word for it since he was the one with all the experience.

“We’re going to take our time to explore, Kat. We’ve got all night.”

He cupped his hand on her jaw and kissed her. Lightly at first, but oh, the man had an amazing mouth, coaxing her to open. He slid his tongue inside to tease hers. Without the mind-numbing hard passion, she fell into the kiss, an array of sensations that, coupled with the light touch of his fingers across her skin, made her dizzy with pleasure.

Who knew that a lazy, soft kiss and a tangle of tongues could be so erotic? Especially when a man took his time mapping her naked body with the tips of his fingers.