I See The Light (Book #3 in LA Series)

Chapter Twenty

Dan's POV
I could feel Beth staring at me. We have been up here in my apartment for hours now. I made her grilled cheeses for dinner and we shared a bottle of red that Nesha suggested. Now we were snuggled on the couch watching another one of her rom-coms.

"You know," I whisper not taking my eyes off the TV screen. "You have to look at the screen to be able to watch a movie."

Beth giggles. "Sorry."

I lean forward and pause the movie. "Is something wrong?"

"Is your dick pierced?" She blurts out. She blushes and looks away. "Sorry, don't answer that."

"It is," I answer. "I lost a bet with Cole."

"So you got your dick pierced?" She laughs.

I sigh. "Well, Cole had his done at nineteen and was always telling me I should get one because of my sexual history. Anyway, I'm a bit sensitive when it comes to needles so Cole decided to wager with me. Our teams were playing against each other in the playoffs so if his team won, I got my nipples and dick pierced and if my team won he got my face tattooed on his ass."

Beth bursts out laughing and tears pool in her eyes as she clutches her stomach. "That's amazing," she gasps.

"Not so much for me, who cried on the table," I deadpan. She laughs some more and grabs my thigh in support. "Can we watch the movie now?"

"Just one more thing," she murmurs, calming herself down. "Do you miss it?"

I frown. "My dick? Beth, it's still there."

She rolls her eyes. "Sex Dan."

"Oh," I say. "Well sure, sometimes."

"Sometimes?" She questions.

"Well yes, I'm a pure-blooded male," I answer. "But then I have a shower, Jack off and I'm fine."

She scowls. "Dan."

"You asked," I laugh.

"You wouldn't leave me because of it?"

"No!" I pull her into my lap. "Beth I'm serious about this. Us. So if I have to wait fifteen fucking years I will."

She bites her bottom lip. "What if I never want to have sex?"

"Well then me and my right hand will be well acquainted," I joke.

She smiles. "Thanks for being so comforting."

"Anything for you," I murmur.

"I have a proposition," she says. "I don't think I'm comfortable to have sex yet but I don't think I would be opposed to watching you."

Watching me? Watching me do what- Oh!

My cock hardens in my jeans and I clear my throat. "Come again?"

She blushes and averts her eyes. "I want to watch you Jack off."

I feel my whole body shudder. "I might like that idea."

She shuffled back in my lap, sitting on my knees. "Well, what about now?"

Oh my god.

"Sure," I croak.

"If you not comfortable we don't have to," she murmurs.

"I want to," I say too quickly. "I just don't want you to regret this."

"I could never regret anything with you," she whispers.

I shudder and unbutton my jeans. I raise an eyebrow at Beth and she nods in confirmation. I push my jeans down, just enough so my cock could be released from the confinement.

It hardens a little more as Beth looks at it in amazement.

"Your hard," she comments.

"It does that," I tease.

She licks her bottom lip and I wrap my hand around myself. "You have big hands," she whispers. "It looks hot wrapped around your dick."

I groan and throw my head back. "Jesus."

"Does that feel good?" She asks.

"Yeah," I croak. I stroke myself at a steady pace and feel my balls tightening up too quickly for my liking.

"Are you imagining it's me?" She whispers. "Am I making you come?"

"Fuck yes," I growl. I pump a couple more times a cup the head spilling my cum into my hand. I pant and fall back on the couch trying to catch my breath. "Where the fuck did you learn to talk like that?"

She giggles. "The internet."

I lean around her and grab a tissue from the coffee table, cleaning my hand. She leans down and kisses me and as her tongue meets mine, I feel my cock hardening again.

"We can go again?" She whispers against my lips.

I groan. "You the best girlfriend ever."