Monique was speechless when I was finished.
But Laura was staring at me with an expression on her face I’d never seen before.
Thus, I asked her, “What?”
“Well, I mean…” She trailed off, took a sip of her wine, averting her eyes, and that I could read.
She was buying time like she didn’t want to say what she had to say, or she didn’t know how to say it.
Therefore, I asserted, “This is a good thing. He’s into me. Not politically. Me. I’m into him. He’s mega. It’s crazy, but now that we’re both agreed we’re doing this, we’re courting, and I’ve learned he’s actually kind of cute. He bops my nose, for goodness sakes.”
“He bops your nose?” Monique asked.
I nodded. “And does air kisses, without the hand thing. It’s super-hot.”
“You. Catla Truelock. He bops your nose and sends you air kisses,” Monique said, like she couldn’t quite wrap her mind around it.
I could see my reputation as a sophisticate (or some would say cynic, though, I preferred my word) preceded me.
“And sends me exploding hearts on his texts,” I added.
“By the gods, this I’ve gotta see,” Monique mumbled, but there was a happy light in her eyes.
However, Laura was still acting weird.
Therefore, I pressed, “What?”
“You say he has legendary, um…stamina?”
Historically, we gals had never had any issue discussing our sex lives.
That said, I’d noticed, although Laura made it clear she and Aleksei very much enjoyed that part of their relationship (very), she kept any particulars to herself.
Now, I understood why she did it.
That was theirs. It wasn’t just that it wasn’t anyone’s business, it was an intimacy that was so crucial, so a part of who they were and what they shared, it had to remain just theirs.
So, although I’d told them the sex with Tanyn was insanely good, I had not gone into detail, just like she did in the rare times this subject came up in regard to Aleksei.
And since she had to understand it too, I was wondering why Laura was questioning it.
“Yes,” I confirmed.
“What does that mean?” she asked. “About the stamina part.”
I didn’t want to answer, but I also wanted this to be over because the comm with Gayle was coming closer every second.
Hence, I said, “He could go all night. Or all day. In fact, he stays hard all the time, even after orgasm. He only loses it when it’s clear we’re done.”
Laura regarded the contents of her wineglass with a new expression, but it was another one I couldn’t read. It was also one I didn’t like.
“I don’t know what to make of your reaction,” I told her. “Except it’s upsetting.”
She lifted her head. “Aleksei stays hard all the time, if we’re, you know…into it.”
I stared at her.
“He says that’s only ever happened with me,” she continued.