Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91363 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91363 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Olivia’s smile swelled, gaze ping-ponging between us. “You too. I’ve heard so much about you.”
“Oh yeah?” Matt smirked, tossing me a look over his shoulder.
I returned a tight grin while feeling the bump on my head.
“Listen, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m just going to go hang out with some other friends for a while.” She walked backwards toward the door.
“Matt was just leaving,” I blurted.
“Yeah. I should bounce. Again, it was nice meeting you, Olivia.” He turned toward me. “Get some ice for your head.”
I nodded.
“I’ll call you.”
Again, I nodded because I didn’t know what to say.
“Night.” He left the room.
As soon as the door shut, Olivia’s jaw dropped. “Gabriella, you little hussy. Here I thought you were upset about Ben, but you skipped dinner for a booty call.”
“A what? No. I totally did not. I didn’t know he’d be waiting outside our door. And I was, I am, upset about Ben. It’s not what you think.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “What I think is Matt was trying to get into your panties.”
I pressed my lips together for a beat. “Okay, I guess it is what you think. Sort of. But I stopped him before you came through the door because I’m …” I couldn’t tell her I was saving myself for marriage.
Why was I embarrassed? That’s not how my parents raised me. Why was I pretending not to be a virgin? Or was I discovering a new version of myself?
“Because you what? Have an aversion to incredibly sexy men? Oh my god, Gabby! He’s so hot. How do you know all the hot guys? Ben and Matt?”
Ben …
I continued to feel the bump on my head. “I knew you were on your way back.”
“What happened to your head?”
“I hit it on the top bunk.”
Her nose wrinkled as she sat at her desk and turned on the light. “Ouch.”
“Yeah. Totally ouch.”
“So were you going to have sex or was he just going to finger you? Oral? Sixty-nine?” She giggled.
I tipped my head to try to see the bump in the mirror. “I don’t know. He didn’t say what his plans were.”
“What were you wanting him to do?”
“I don’t know. I hadn’t thought about it.”
“Liar. Of course you’ve thought about it. You’ve been drooling over this guy since you got here. Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it. And if you say something about spooning, I’m going to tell everyone on our floor that you’re still a virgin.”
“Why would you say that?” I eyed her reflection in the mirror.
She slid a tape into her Walkman. “Ben told me.”
“He told you I’m a virgin?”
“Mm hmm. It’s fine. I think it’s kind of sweet. And a little weird, but to each their own.”
“Why do you say it’s weird?” I pulled my chair away from the bed where Matt had moved it.
Olivia glanced at me, pushing her glasses up her nose. “Because your first time is totally not cool. It hurts, and you just lie there praying for it to end, especially if you’re not really turned on, if you know what I mean.”
I nodded slowly.
She rolled her eyes. “You don’t know what I mean, do you?”
I shook my head.
She leaned back in her chair, propping her socked feet onto her desk as she continued to fiddle with her Walkman. “If you’re not really turned on, then you might not be wet enough, and there is nothing worse than dry sex your first time, or any time, but definitely not your first time.”
“Are you wet for me, Gabby?”
I was embarrassingly naïve and inexperienced. Until Olivia mentioned being wet, I wasn’t sure what Matt meant. Apparently, I wasn’t that wet, or surely I would have felt it between my legs, like starting my period.
“Hypothetically, how wet is wet?” I asked.
She snorted. “I don’t know. If your underwear is a little wet, then you’re definitely good to go. Like, you know when you touch yourself and your fingers get really coated? That’s where you want to be.”
I blinked one too many times, which caused Olivia to gape at me in shock again.
“Stop! You’re totally joking, right? Gabby, you’ve masturbated, haven’t you?”
I swallowed hard.
She cupped a hand over her mouth and mumbled, “Oh, my god.”
I blushed, biting my lips together.
“No wonder you’re still a virgin. You have no idea how amazing it feels to orgasm. Gabriella! Ahh!”
I cringed, pressing my finger to my lips so she didn’t alert the entire floor.
Olivia hopped out of her chair and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me. “You have to touch yourself! You are totally missing out on the best feeling in the world!”
She released me and hugged her body in an oddly seductive way. “Gabby, why do you think people have so much sex? It’s not to make babies. I mean, sure, that can happen too. But there are over five billion people in the world because sex is that good, not because everyone is dying to change dirty diapers. And the songs … all the good songs are about sex. Books. Paintings. Sculptures.”