“Did you enjoy yourself today?” He asked.
“Immensely,” I said.
“Good,” said Thaddeus.
“Am I still the only guy you’ve kissed?” Thaddeus asked sadly, already knowing the answer.
Guilt cut through me. “No, I…Maze kissed me yesterday,” I said, avoiding my mate’s eyes.
“Did you…get as intimate with him as you do with me?” He asked.
I blushed. “You mean if I…mime s*x with him. No definitely not.”
Thaddeus burst into laughter. “Mime?” He asked. “Baby, it’s called dry humping,” he said.
“Ohhh, but it’s not dry at all,” I retorted, confused.
He tossed his head back and laughed. “That’s because your pretty little p***y is so excited and ready for me. You get wet to lubricate yourself for me. It’s called dry humping because I’m not inside of you.”
Huh. “No, I don’t get that intimate with
