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My stomach squirmed angrily, and I didn’t respond.
“Fine, you’re right. I’m being a dick.”
“You really are.”
“Please forgive me?” Adam said, lowering his voice to a purr. “Listen, there’s no one home. Mom took Sarah out and my dad’s gone for the day. Tell me something sexy, Peter. Tell me what you’re wearing.”
Irritation prickled along my back and neck. He was doing the same thing he’d always done—covering up our problems with sex. This time, though, he was half a world away.
I glanced down at myself. “A UT sweatshirt, and—”
“Tell me you’re naked.”
“But I’m not naked.”
“Tell me you are.”
I scrubbed at my face. Unless I planned to break up with him right now over the phone, why was I resisting? I swallowed back bitterness. If I was going to dump him, it was going to be face-to-face. “Okay, um, I’m naked.”
“God, that’s so hot. Are you hard?”
I lifted the waistband of my sweatpants and peered inside. “Hmm—”
“Peter, tell me you’re hard.”
“Okay, I’m hard.”
“You don’t sound convinced,” Adam said, on the verge of whining.
“Oh, God, Adam, I’m so fuckinghard,” I moaned throatily, rolling my eyes.
“That’s better.”
I laughed, frustration like bristles on my skin. “This sucks.”
“You really aren’t good at phone sex, Peter.”
I sat silently, studying the kitchen floor and noting how much dirtier it was ever since Harry died. It was amazing how much food we dropped but never noticed when we’d had our own little living vacuum cleaner.
I bit my tongue to keep from asking if Leslie was good at phone sex. That question wouldn’t lead anywhere good, and the phone call was already messed up. It wasn’t worth it.
“Peter? C’mon, loosen up for me, okay?”
“If I were twelve I could take that comment to some very immature places.”
“Be twelve, Peter. Or be sexy. Tell me something hot. Tell me about getting blown by those guys.”
I rubbed at my eyes beneath my glasses. “No, I already told you, and I don’t want to think about it.” I scratched at my arms, trying to get the memory out of my skin. What’d happened with Jeremy was the furthest thing from hot to me now. How did he not understand that?
“Peter, please, I’m seriously so fucking horny. Help me out.”
I sighed. “Okay, why don’t you start? Tell me what you want to do to me.” I figured that ought to fix the problem, let him do the dirty work.
“I wanna get you naked then lick your ass until you’re begging for me. Then I’ll suck you so hard you arch up off the bed and make that hot whining noise, like when you’re gonna come really hard. Make that sound, Peter.”
“Um,” I didn’t think I could, but my dick was getting with the program now. Apparently, it was stupidly easy. I shoved my hand down my sweatpants, starting a slow jerk. “Tell me more.”
Adam laughed, his voice breathless. “After you come, I’ll flip you over and fuck your ass until you’re squirming on my dick. Yeah…and, um, knotting up the sheets in your hands, and fuck,beggingto come for me.” Adam panted, everything bursting out in chopped, fast sentences. Suddenly I was close too, jerking myself hard. “And then. When you’re just about to come. Just ready to squeeze your hot, tight ass around my big, fat cock, I’ll pull out and jizz on your back.”
