My heart aches at the idea of him being disappointed in me again. I give my head a sharp shake. “N-No secrets. It’s just weird.”

“Tell me.”

“I’m not good at making myself come. Right when I get close, I…lose it.”

He stares at me for a long, silent beat. I want to crawl into a hole after admitting that. What is he even thinking right now? That he’d rather be with someone more experienced?

“One day, I’ll bring you some presents to help with that.”

He wants to buy me a vibrator? The thought of masturbating with something he gave me has me blushing furiously.

“Okay.”

“Tonight,” he says with a wicked grin, “I’ll do it for you again since you have no problem coming for me.”

“I want that,” I murmur quickly. “Please.”

“You deserve it for being my good girl. You’ll learn, sweetheart, I can give rewards just as well as I can give punishments.”

Words never sounded so wonderful.

Chapter Thirteen

Callum

I’m still buzzed from the after-party Hugo conned me into staying for at the lodge. He made it damn near impossible to leave, dragging me around from person to person for a meet and greet. If I didn’t love my brother so much, I’d have abandoned him much sooner to get to my girl.

And knowing what I do now, I should have.

Since she hadn’t heard from me, she thought the worst. That I wasn’t coming or no longer cared. I’m irritated with her that she’d jump to those conclusions so quickly. I have to remember, though, she’s just eighteen and has no social life. These things are learned with time.

I hadn’t expected to spank her, but now that I have, my mind spins with other reasons to put my hand on her ass. She was so…into it. I probably could have kept on smacking her and she’d have taken it.

She wants, so badly, to be my good girl.

“Do you trim this hair yourself?” I ask, running my thumb over the strip of dark hair on her pussy.

“I do.” She frowns. “Should I shave it all off or wax it?”

“What do you want?”

“Whatever you want.”

“I like it like this. It’s sexy.” I tug at one of the hairs. “I think it’d be sexy bare too. One day maybe I can shave your pussy for you. Would you like that?”

She nods.

I kneel down in front of the bed, leaning forward to inhale her clean, soapy scent. She gasps when I tongue the inside of her thigh. I trail open-mouthed kisses up her thigh to the apex. Her whimpers make my cock weep with pre-cum.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to taste you.”

“Taste?”

“Yes, pretty girl. I’m going to eat your pussy until you cry for a reprieve.”