KATY’S POV
“I’m saying you had no prior experience before him,” he explains. “Sex isn’t a one person thing. It’s like salsa, you both have to move together, and be in tune. And what happens when someone’s offbeat with you, Peach?”
“You teach them,” I whisper, almost embarrassed to admit it out loud, but also… proud that I know the answer.
“Exactly.” He nods, his eyes scanning me in a way that makes my stomach flip. “I don’t even have to ask to know he chases his own pleasures and nothing else. Doesn’t care what you need or what your body likes. That makes him a jerk. And also?” His gaze sharpens. “The biggest sign of a guy who has no clue how to be with a woman.”
My stomach twists, and my brain does that panicky thing where every word slows down in my head. “One year… and you haven’t come, not once. What the hell does he even do with all of you?”
I blink, unsure if it’s just me imagining it, but there’s a strange edge in his voice that sounds like frustration or even regret.
I shift and tuck my legs a little closer. “So… in essence, you’re saying I may be bad in bed, but he’s not entirely blameless either?”
His eyes stay on my lips. “Any reasonable guy would know what to do with you,” he says, not quite giving a full answer.
So Bryan wasn’t entirely wrong. I’ve always buried myself in academics, memorizing every detail, acing every exam, and somehow thinking that would be enough. But everything else, like my social life, my experience with guys, and even my ability to just… live is a mess. Hell, I can’t even go to parties like a normal college kid.
I steal a glance at Braydon, who’s still watching me. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my short time with him, it’s that he’s living life to the fullest. And now, I feel like I’m living only a fraction of mine.
I want to be able to do more than just pass my exams. I want to tease a guy in ways Allie swears drive them wild. I want to make him moan my name like Allie says guys do when they can’t hold back, make him lose himself entirely, and leave him begging for more. I want to stop lying there, frozen, doing nothing, and finally take control of myself.
And I know what you’re thinking. And yes, that’s exactly what I’m thinking too.
I clear my throat. “I want to learn.”
Braydon doesn’t respond for a few seconds but watches me, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Learn what?”
“How to be better,” I clarify, my voice a little breathless. “You said someone needs to teach me, and I think you have enough experience.”
For the first time, he looks visibly flushed, though he tries to hide it. “Do you know what you’re asking?”
“Yeah.” I nod, trying to sound confident, though my stomach is twisting. “I mean… it’s not that hard to explain. I pick things up quickly.”

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