Ryder’s POV
“What the hell did you just say?” I asked, needing to be absolute f*****g certain of what I had just heard.
“You heard me, Ryder. I want you to give me an orgasm,” Tessy repeated firmly.
I stared at her. Was this a dream or real life? Because it sure as hell felt like a fever dream. I sneaked a pinch to my own arm.
Ouch. Okay, it was real.
“You don’t need to overthink it,” she added quickly, her cheeks flushing slightly. “It’s strictly going to be s*x. I just want to be... experienced and ready when I’m finally with Tristan.”
A small frown tugged at my forehead. “So you need me to fix your s*x life? You want us to be fake-dating and friends with benefits?”
“Yes. Friends with benefits until I orgasms—then we stop,” she bargained, holding her head high.
I couldn't stop th
