On the ride back, Eli played loud music on the Jeep's stereo. It was metal music, and I found it an interesting choice. I wanted to get to know him and the other men more, and I felt like spending one-on-one time with them was the best way.
I kept smiling to myself and catching Eli's slight smile. He was so good with his mouth.
He must have seen my grinning because he reached over with his free hand and rubbed my thigh. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," he smiled.
"Yes, urm…Thanks," I said, running my hand through my hair. "You're good…at that."
"Thanks. You're not the first woman to tell me that."
I smiled at him and looked out the window. I wondered how many women Eli had went down on. I wondered if Bryon's own shortcomings were due to his lack of experience with women or just not
