Oh my god. Oh god, oh god, oh god.
What had I just done? What had even just happened? Had I seriously just asked my brother’s best friend to go down on me—and then, as if that weren’t enough, had I actually gotten the most insane, toe-curling, earth-shattering orgasm of my entire goddamn life?
And the worst part—no, the best part, maybe?—was that he had basically told me he’d do it again. Anytime I wanted. All I had to do was ask. Just say the word, and he'd be between my legs, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like he wanted to. Like it was a gift, not something I needed to earn or repay.
He didn’t care about the hair, the smell, the way I tasted—none of the insecurities that had been drilled into me over years of silence and neglect. He’d told me, without hesitation, th
