Page 15 of The Virgin Romance Novelist Chronicles
“Are you paying attention?” Henry asked, disrupting my thoughts.
“Yup, looks like he’s about to do her.” I focused in on the screen. “Wow, look at her nipples.”
They were like torpedoes lifting off her chest, ready to take down her seaworthy enemy. I had never seen anything like them. Long and thick, yowzah! I had good-sized breasts but my nipples weren’t poking people in the eyes when I was cold like this woman.
“What’s wrong with them?” he asked, confused.
“They’re so big. I guess I’m just used to my nipples, which are significantly smaller than those . . . those tweeters.”
“Tweeters?” He paused the video and laughed a deep laugh.
“They’re the size of my Chapstick. Seriously, look at them.”
“What do your nipples look like?”
“You know,” I said while I held up my hand and made a small circle with my forefinger and thumb. “Nipples.”
Henry inspected my fingers for a decent amount of time and then said, “Rosie, that’s hot. You’ve got small little nipples. Let me see them.”
“No.” I swatted him from behind as he continued to laugh.
“Tit for tat? My penis for your nips.”
Is he insane?
“Can we just watch the film?”
“Porno is more like it,” he said as he snuggled me in closer. “Now pay attention. This is a learning experience.”
The “film” proceeded and the CEO walked around the table, surveying the woman spread naked across his desk with her torpedo nipples sticking straight in the air. Corny music played in the background, fulfilling all my expectations and generalizations I had about porn as the CEO rattled off some heavy innuendos.
The minute the man walked all the way around the desk, his lower half came into view and that’s when I saw his massive erection.
“Oh my God, is that a boner?”
Containing his laughter, he paused the film again and circled the man’s dick with his finger. “You see this, love? This is called an erection and this right here”—he circled the lady’s vagina—“this is where he will be sticking that erection.”
“Henry, I’m not an idiot.”
“All right, just wanted to make sure. In my defense, you did get a vibrator stuck in your vagina today.”
“Drop it,” I said but then laughed . . . only a little.
I watched in fascination, my eyes glued to the tablet as the CEO slowly took off his clothes while rubbing the silk of his tie against the woman’s body. It was actually kind of hot, to see the way the woman reacted to the man’s small touches and the way the man was completely satisfied with how he was making his woman feel. Her nipples puckered, her skin broke out in a sweat, her body writhed.
And all of a sudden, it felt like I was sitting in a sauna, heat scorched through my every limb, igniting a low thumb between my legs.
I was entranced, dare I say it, turned on?
The CEO moved his hand down his flat stomach, right above his erection, the tip bobbed just below his large palm. Just one more inch . . .
Henry pressed pause and a loud groan popped out of my mouth.
“What are you doing?” I asked, looking over my shoulder.
“Just thought you needed a water break. Pretty sure your tongue was hanging out.”
“It was not.” I wiped my face just to make sure.
