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"You shouldn't be in here."
She didn't care. Maybe she was even ignoring me. Sometimes Kay had a one track mind whenever she was up to no good.
"He's going to kill you."
She sifted through the card board box closest to her, pulling out objects and examining them. "Only if he finds out, and he's not going to."
I leaned against the doorframe of the guest bedroom, twiddling my fingers, because there was nothing else I could do. Kaylee did what Kaylee wanted to do. When she set her mind to something, no one could deter her. It often got us into more trouble than that admirable trait was worth. "We should be getting ready for the grand opening."
"Bah," she said waving me off without even glancing back at me. "I could give a fuck about that event."
A heavy sigh fell from my lips. I didn't want to upset Sawyer. I really, truly wanted to try and make this work. He'd been very lenient with Kaylee so far. I doubt that leniency would remain if he knew she was going through his things. "What are you even looking for?"
She held up a box of condoms, smirking as she turned around from her spot on the floor to face me. "Fuck you for holding out on the deets. When were you going to tell me?"
My face flamed red. A wave of heat washed over my body. I hadn't thought about sleeping with him. I honestly hadn't. He was a man, an attractive one. Not to mention, he was accustomed to sleeping around. Was he bored? Did he want to sleep with me? Would I be able to keep him for much longer if I didn't put out?
"He's big," she said turning the box over. "Really big, by the looks of it."
"We haven't-- I uhm,--"
Her dark eyes widened in disbelief. "Holy shit! You mean to tell me the two of you haven't had sex yet?"
"Kaylee!"
"What?"
I hid my burning face behind my hands, shaking my head at her. She was comfortable talking about anything and everything, unless it was about her personal life. Sometimes I wondered if her parents left more of a mark on her than she was letting on. She said she was over it. But was she? "Nothing. We should really start getting ready. He'll be here any minute."
She shrugged, dropping the condoms carelessly back into the box. "Haven't you been seeing him for two months now?"
"Yeah, so?"
She closed the box and shoved it back into the stack with the others, then jumped to her feet."That's a long time to go without sex. Especially for someone as good looking as him. I bet he was a real fuckboy."
"Can we not talk about this?"
"I hope some day you'll be comfortable enough to share your sex life with me," she said going straight to the closet. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were a virgin. Hell, if I hadn't walked in on you and your ex, I never would've believed it."
"Gee, thanks."
She wasn't trying to offend me, I knew that, I knew Kay. This was something she wanted to share with me. Something most girls talked about.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to get some pointers. My best friend had been with a lot of guys, she knew what they liked. She knew what Sawyers type was into.
I shifted my weight from one leg to the other, watching her pull out a few dresses from the closet. Upon further inspection, I noticed quite a bit of her stuff packed in there. When I said she could use the closet, back when I first got the place, I hadn't expected her to haul over so much stuff. How did it even wind up here? It's not like I saw her bringing boxes loaded with her things.
Sawyer was going to unpack his things before long, he would need the closet. I'd have to find another place for her stuff.
"What's on your mind?" She wasn't even looking at me, she was squinting at the two dresses she'd laid out on the bed. Somehow she knew something was bothering me, she always did. I loved that about her.
"What do you think.. Sawyer would like?"
She glanced over her shoulder at me. "What sort of stuff are you in to?"
Agh.
I didn't even know.
I'd been with three guys. It was simple, romantic and we cuddled afterwards. Sawyer wasn't that type. "I don't think he'll want to cuddle after."
"After sex, you mean."
I glared at her for trying to get a reaction out of me. It worked every time. The word just sounded so.. dirty. I preferred making loveor sleeping together. "You know what I mean."
She nodded, undressing right in the middle of the room. When she was down to her bra and underwear, she grabbed two of the black dresses from the bed. "Maybe try doggy style. Or counter sex."
"What?"
Doggy style? What was that?
Counter sex? Just.. Eww..
She laughed at my expression, holding both dresses up to examine them. "You might just be shit out of luck."
If I wanted to make this work with Sawyer, I had to at least try to make an effort. "What's.. Doggy style?"
"Haven't you ever watched porn?"
"Absolutely not!"
She threw the dresses onto the bed, turned around to face me and crossed her arms. "It's pretty self explanatory."
"There aren't actual dogs involved.. Are there?" I asked nervously. This was so new to me. I never asked Kay for this kind of advice. I never wanted or needed it.
She shook her head, sighing deeply. "No, of course not."
"Could you--could you show me?"
One of her dark eyebrows lifted. "You want me to show you?"
"Please.. don't make this any more awkward than it already is."
Her lips curved into a wicked smile. Rather than embarrass me until I ran out of the room, she climbed onto the bed. She faced the headboard on her hands and knees. "Like this."
"Oh."
"You try."
"I don't.."
"I'll show you how it's done," she said moving aside.
Inhaling a deep breath, I went over to the bed. Just like she showed me, I got onto my hands and knees. It was a strange position, one I only ever found myself in when I scrubbed the floors.
She crawled up behind me on her knees and placed her hands on my hips. "He'll kneel behind you like this, most likely put his hands here. There's a chance he'll want to pull your hair, not real hard."
My breath hitched when she grabbed a chunk of my hair and wrapped it around her hand. He better not pull my hair. Who does that?
"The rest is simple, you hold yourself up and he pounds into you like this," she said smacking her hips into my butt.
"What's going on?" Sawyer's strangled voice asked from somewhere behind us.
Both mine and Kaylee's head whipped around.
He was standing there in the doorway, one hand gripping the trim, knuckles turning white. His face was pinched, like he was in pain.
I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole.
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