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“Then. how come you won’t wet my dick tonight? It’s not like you haven’t been picturing this moment for years.”
“I’m not ready.”
“Why?”
“We haven’t shared space in a long time,” Talon says and sizes me up. “I forgot how large you are.”
“The guys who raped you weren’t large. I don’t remind you of them.”
“It’s not that. I know you’re you. But my body is afraid of being touched. I own my space. It’s one of the few things that gives me power. I’m afraid to let you inside my body and not own it anymore.”
Frowning, I mutter, “That’s therapy talk.”
“What do you think I’d be like without therapy?” Talon demands, meeting my scowl with her own. “I wouldn’t have my patch. I wouldn’t have taken a ride with you tonight. Without therapy, I’d just tell you no and hide.”
Exhaling hard, I look at her door. “You’re my club sister, right, Sister Sass?” I ask, and Talon unleashes a snarly frown in response to my mocking. “Prove you’re my equal by letting me inside your tiny fucking house. I won’t claim your body on my first night of freedom, but I’m claiming your bed.”
“Why?”
“I don’t want to be in that townhome alone. It feels like the past. I’ve never been inside your place. That’s the future. If you love me for anything more than childish games, you need to make it so I can sleep right tonight.”
Talon glances at her door and then back at me. I feel her assuming I’m going to force her to do more than she wants. I see the exact moment when she wishes her daddy would ride up and save her from the mean man.
But I also catch when she remembers how I’m not a stranger. She’s been teasing me for years. I could have fucked her every which way before she got raped. She didn’t have all these fears back then. I’d have gotten the green light as soon as I sent even the smallest signal.
But I behaved myself. I’m not an animal. I can be good. I just usually choose not to be.
For Talon, I can give her time. Do the whole wine-and-dine thing. All the dumb, girly shit she needs to feel right about my big hands on her body. I can be patient because once she’s mine, there’ll be no going back.
SISTER SASS
Iwas completely wrongabout how Jester’s first night of freedom would work. Mostly, I figured he would fuck around with his buddies, talking about the good old days. I assumed he’d get drunk or maybe stoned. I’d hang out nearby, keeping watch like I did when I was young and he was out of reach.
All these years, when we spoke on the phone, our conversations usually remained lighthearted. We were being monitored. Even when Jester used his secret phone, we assumed someone might be listening. I kept my life vague. We talked about food and gossiped about our friends. Yet, I felt like we were close.
Jester was always in my thoughts, and I viewed him as my boyfriend. However, once we can do anything real, I return to peeking at him from a distance.
