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“Looks like Rook’s plannin’ on gettin’ busy out in Mass, eh?” He sat back down on the bed.
“Of course he is,” she mumbled, straddling his lap and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.
“Hey,” he said quietly. “Why do you care? You’re here with me, in his fuckin’ bed, no less. What’s it matter what he does?”
“It…totally doesn’t,” she shrugged. “It’s whatever.”
“Wow. That’s convincing,” he teased, laying back and pulling her down on top of him. “So how we doin’ this? You came quick and hard as fuck on top last time. You wanna do that again?”
“Listen. What I don’t wanna do is take any more Plan B pills, Ty. I spent years of my life trying to get pregnant, and between you and Ryan lately, I’ve been eating them by the handful like they’re Skittles.”
“So you’re still fuckin’ him?”
“I mean, yeah. But only a few times. We actually…” She smirked. “We did it in the family bathroom at UBS the other night.”
“And do you think that’s smart?”
“Probably not. But we didn’t get caught. Almost did, but we didn’t.”
“That’s not what I mean, Mar.”
“Then what do you mean, Ty?” She climbed off his lap, becoming increasingly irritated with his line of questioning, and sat next to him on the bed.
“You broke up with him, something he’s struggling with big time. Maybe you should back off the sex with him.”
“Oh, really? What happened to I should just do whatever I want? ‘Meet a guy at work? Bang him!’ Remember that speech?”
“Rook’s not just some guy at work, though. He’s…my friend and you’re kinda fuckin’ with his head, for real.”
“Wow. That’s rich, coming from the guy who just ate his ex-girlfriend’s pussy in his bed.”
“Don’t make this about us. This isn’t about what you do with me. This is about what you do with him, and sex shouldn’t be it. He can’t handle it, Amara. He acts like he can, but he clearly can’t.”
“How about you worry about yourself and let me worry about myself, OK?”
“Fine. Then I don’t wanna hear another fuckin’ word about me gettin’ high. But just for the record, it ain’t you that I’m worried about. It’s him, and I’m not OK with you hurting him. You broke up with him for a reason…”
“Yeah, because you told me to. Just a reminder,” she interrupted.
“Whatever the reason was. You’re hurting him, and it’s not cool.”
“And you think he’d approve of this activity right here, do you?”
“Totally different. He’ll never find out this even went down unless you tell him.”
She sighed, growing frustrated with him, as she’d found herself doing more and more lately. “Are we still doing this? Because if not, I’m going to bed.”
He pushed her backward onto the bed and slid up next to her, hand around her throat. “Oh, we’re still fuckin’ doin’ this. Now what are my options? Seeing as we don’t have any protection and you don’t wanna take a Plan B. Can I pull out?”
She shook her head. “Nope. Don’t trust it.”
“Well, I don’t want a blowjob. I wanna fuck. Want me to run down to the truck? I really don’t want to, but I will if it gets me inside you.” He shrugged. “Or, you know, I can just put it in your ass.”
There was a pause. “I’m not opposed to that,” she finally said softly.
His eyes got huge. “You’re not fuckin’ with me? You’re serious?”
“Yeah, why not? I’ve never done it before though, so you gotta go slow. Especially since you’re packing that fucking howitzer.”
