York squeezed her hand. “You had better not be thanking me for what I just said.” His eyes travelled the length of her. “You are a sexy female, Cassidy. I should be thanking you and not the other way around.”
She couldn’t help but to smile, having to avert her eyes while she pulled herself together. “I can say thank you if I want to…you’re really sweet. I also want to thank you for the orgasm. It’s been a very long time since I had one and…” She bit down on her bottom lip. Her confidence, suddenly waning. “I enjoyed it very much.” She managed to squeak out the last, while hoping to god that she didn’t sound like a pathetic loser.
“How long has your poor excuse for a mate been dead?” His frown deepened and he actually looked angry when talking about Sean. It was probably just her imagination.
“Almost a year now. He died a few days after my birthday in a car accident.”
“A year is a very long time to go without coming.” His eyes were wide and his eyebrows were raised.
“It’s been a damn sight longer than a year.” she blurted, instantly regretting her big mouth. She wasn’t normally like this. There was something about York’s direct nature that brought the same out in her.
He frowned. “I thought you said your mate died a year ago?”
She pulled on a loose piece of thread on the blanket. “I also said that we didn’t have the best sexual relationship.”
York sat upright, dragging her with him. “Are you telling me that, not only did your dickhead mate fuck other females but he didn’t take care of you either? That he didn’t ensure that your needs were met?”
“You’re being too loud…we’re going to get busted.”
York cursed beneath his breath. “I’m sorry. It’s just that hearing about your relationship with him makes me really pissed. I know that it is wrong to speak badly of the dead but I think he is an idiot and a jerk. That he would rut other women but not with his own female just fucks me off.”
“We used to have sex at least once a week…it’s just that…well…he never made me…you know…cum.” She mumbled the last word, heat crept up her cheeks. “As in, not one time…ever.”
“You’ve never had an orgasm during sex. Is that what you are telling me?” Not only was his jaw clenched but a muscle ticked as well.
She shook her head, feeling mortified. Her face felt hot. Why was she telling him all of this?
York slid out of bed. Did knowing that she couldn’t have a g-spot orgasm turn him off? His dick was fully erect. It jutted from his body. So that didn’t seem like a reasonable explanation. He paced up and down twice before running a hand over his scalp.
Cassidy pulled the blanket around herself. “Why are you so angry?”
York returned to the bed, crouching down so that she would hear him. “It’s unacceptable that you have never had an orgasm during sex. How long were you mated?”
“Four years.”
His eyes rolled back in anger. They came back blazing. “Four years and you never came once?”
She shook her head. “He went down on me a few times after we first got married which was when I did orgasm but he didn’t like doing it.”
His jaw worked but he didn’t say anything.
Cassidy shrugged. “He called it carpet munching and often joked, saying that he wasn’t a damned vacuum cleaner. I guess that’s why I started waxing in the first place. Why am I telling you all of this? I don’t even know you.”
He smiled at her. “What you see is what you get. You know me well enough.” He rose to his feet. “Where is it?”
She felt herself frown. “What?”
“The contract that you signed. Please tell me you have a copy.”
Chapter 7
Her stunning green tinged eyes tracked him as he rose to his feet. An adorable frown took up residence on her face. “Why do you need the contract?”
“I want to take a look at that no sex clause. There has to be a way around it.”
Her frown deepened and she chewed on her full bottom lip, making him want a taste. This female was utter perfection. From her golden honey infused skin to the soft smattering of freckles that spilled over her nose onto her cheeks. “What do you mean? Why do you need to find a way around the clause?” Her chest rose and fell quickly, telling him that she knew the answer to that question.
Cassidy shook her head, pulling the blanket more closely around herself. It made him want to rip it from her. Curves like that should never be covered. Not fucking ever.
York looked at her pointedly, making sure that she would be able to read his desire for her. “I am going to make you come several times with my dick buried deep inside you. In order to make that happen, we need to find a way around that clause.”