bloodsucking leach and not well-hung doesn’t have a chance with you?” She shrugged.
“There are other ways of pleasing a woman.”
As he’d pleased her using his tongue, mouth, and fingers because he had a small cock? Recalling that she’d never once felt his cock, no matter how aroused he was, filled her with a sense of sadness. Charming, attractive, romantic, and incredibly small?
She stared at him. What a waste.
“Cayenne?”
She blinked and nodded. “I know that, but I’m a woman and even though I enjoy those other methods, there’s She blinked and nodded. “I know that, but I’m a woman and even though I enjoy those other methods, there’s no substitute for feeling a well-hung, skillful lover inside you.”
“I see.”
“But not every woman feels that way, Jay. So please don’t get discouraged or take my words out of context.” He arched a brow. “Are you attempting to commiserate with me on the size of my cock?” She blushed and looked away. “I’m sorry.”
“I think we’ve discussed cock size ad nauseam. What do you say we go dancing in the moonlight?” She nodded, relieved that he didn’t seem angry. Over the years, he’d probably learned to work with what he had.
Moments later, she closed her eyes with a sigh as he slipped his arms around her.
They slow danced in silence.
In his arms, she felt safe, cherished, and desirable.
When they left Center View, he made no effort to touch her. Once in his car, he turned on the stereo but didn’t sing. Each time she glanced at him, she found his gaze firmly on the road ahead.
“Is something wrong, Jayvyn?”
“No.”
She frowned. While his voice sounded normal, she felt a tension in him. She made several attempts to engage him in conversation, but he rebuffed all her efforts until she finally took the hint and fell silent.
The moment she opened her front door, he nodded curtly, and walked away.
She stared after him. “Jayvyn!”
He shook his head and kept walking. Moments later, he got into his car and drove away, leaving her standing on her doorsteps.
Clearly, he was sensitive about his cock size and she’d unintentionally injured his pride.
Uncertain what she could say or do to repair the damage she’d done, she undressed and had a long soak.
Halfway through, she realized tears were sliding down her cheeks. She wiped them away. Get a grip, Cay. You were honest with him and you didn’t mean to hurt him. If he can’t appreciate that, it’s just as well if you don’t see each other again.
Instead of comforting her, the thought depressed her. When the water cooled, she dried off, pulled on a sexy thong, and climbed into bed. She lay awake for over an hour, talking herself out of calling Rayna to ask for Jayvyn’s phone number before she finally fell asleep.
Chapter Six
“She’s a silly, shallow bitch who deserves to be treated as badly as he treats her!”
“You’re overreacting, Jayvyn.”
Jayvyn stopped pacing the length of Macarik’s living room to stare at him. His friend sprawled in a chair, yawning. His hair spilled onto his bare shoulders. “Why the fuck don’t you get a haircut and dress when you invite guests over?” he demanded. “It’s uncivilized to sit around in your briefs.” Macarik arched a brow. “First, I’m home and I’ll wear what the fuck I like in my own house. Second, the length of my hair is none of your business. Third, I didn’t invite you over. You came barging in. If you cast that jealous, pee-brain of yours back, you’ll recall that I was in bed asleep when you pulled one of your vampire tricks and just appeared in my bedroom! Fourth, it’s three in the fucking morning! What the hell do you expect me to have on? A suit and a tie? You’re lucky I have on briefs and that I wasn’t with a woman when you choose to make a nuisance of yourself!”
Jayvyn bared his incisors and stalked across the room to glare down at Macarik. “Are you saying I’m not welcome
“There are other ways of pleasing a woman.”
As he’d pleased her using his tongue, mouth, and fingers because he had a small cock? Recalling that she’d never once felt his cock, no matter how aroused he was, filled her with a sense of sadness. Charming, attractive, romantic, and incredibly small?
She stared at him. What a waste.
“Cayenne?”
She blinked and nodded. “I know that, but I’m a woman and even though I enjoy those other methods, there’s She blinked and nodded. “I know that, but I’m a woman and even though I enjoy those other methods, there’s no substitute for feeling a well-hung, skillful lover inside you.”
“I see.”
“But not every woman feels that way, Jay. So please don’t get discouraged or take my words out of context.” He arched a brow. “Are you attempting to commiserate with me on the size of my cock?” She blushed and looked away. “I’m sorry.”
“I think we’ve discussed cock size ad nauseam. What do you say we go dancing in the moonlight?” She nodded, relieved that he didn’t seem angry. Over the years, he’d probably learned to work with what he had.
Moments later, she closed her eyes with a sigh as he slipped his arms around her.
They slow danced in silence.
In his arms, she felt safe, cherished, and desirable.
When they left Center View, he made no effort to touch her. Once in his car, he turned on the stereo but didn’t sing. Each time she glanced at him, she found his gaze firmly on the road ahead.
“Is something wrong, Jayvyn?”
“No.”
She frowned. While his voice sounded normal, she felt a tension in him. She made several attempts to engage him in conversation, but he rebuffed all her efforts until she finally took the hint and fell silent.
The moment she opened her front door, he nodded curtly, and walked away.
She stared after him. “Jayvyn!”
He shook his head and kept walking. Moments later, he got into his car and drove away, leaving her standing on her doorsteps.
Clearly, he was sensitive about his cock size and she’d unintentionally injured his pride.
Uncertain what she could say or do to repair the damage she’d done, she undressed and had a long soak.
Halfway through, she realized tears were sliding down her cheeks. She wiped them away. Get a grip, Cay. You were honest with him and you didn’t mean to hurt him. If he can’t appreciate that, it’s just as well if you don’t see each other again.
Instead of comforting her, the thought depressed her. When the water cooled, she dried off, pulled on a sexy thong, and climbed into bed. She lay awake for over an hour, talking herself out of calling Rayna to ask for Jayvyn’s phone number before she finally fell asleep.
Chapter Six
“She’s a silly, shallow bitch who deserves to be treated as badly as he treats her!”
“You’re overreacting, Jayvyn.”
Jayvyn stopped pacing the length of Macarik’s living room to stare at him. His friend sprawled in a chair, yawning. His hair spilled onto his bare shoulders. “Why the fuck don’t you get a haircut and dress when you invite guests over?” he demanded. “It’s uncivilized to sit around in your briefs.” Macarik arched a brow. “First, I’m home and I’ll wear what the fuck I like in my own house. Second, the length of my hair is none of your business. Third, I didn’t invite you over. You came barging in. If you cast that jealous, pee-brain of yours back, you’ll recall that I was in bed asleep when you pulled one of your vampire tricks and just appeared in my bedroom! Fourth, it’s three in the fucking morning! What the hell do you expect me to have on? A suit and a tie? You’re lucky I have on briefs and that I wasn’t with a woman when you choose to make a nuisance of yourself!”
Jayvyn bared his incisors and stalked across the room to glare down at Macarik. “Are you saying I’m not welcome
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