“I know. It’s so stupid. So, so stupid. Like, I want to divorce this guy, get my life back on track. I can’t be making out with him.”
“I mean, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s not like you guys didn’t bone already.”
My eyes widened. “Lacey, we did not have sex.”
Lacey laughed. “Come on, Al. I know you guys definitely had sex on vacation.”
“Seriously,” I said forcefully, surprised. “We didn’t have sex. I thought I told you that? We did pretty much everything else imaginable, but we just never had sex.”
She was silent for a second. “You have to be lying.”
“I’m not lying. I’m dead serious.”
“But you said it was the most intense night of your life? After the fake wedding?”
“It was, but we never actually had sex.”
“I don’t get it. It’s not like you were a virgin.”
“I know! But he made me feel . . . things, stuff Bobby didn’t do.”
Bobby was my college boyfriend and the second guy I had ever slept with. I had thought sex with him was pretty good until I learned Bobby didn’t know anything about the human anatomy compared to Cole. Bobby and I had broken up three months before I’d left for Thailand after I caught him sending nudes to some girl he met on Tinder, the scumbag. I barely ever thought about Bobby anymore.
“Holy crap. It was that intense and you didn’t actually have sex?”
“Yeah, absolutely no sex.” I paused, sighing, as the memories of that night came back to me. Cole’s fingers, his mouth, his hands, they all made me squirm and come again and again. But for some reason I hadn’t been able to sleep with him, couldn’t let myself have sex. “You see the problem now?” I asked.
“Yeah. I really, really do.”
We were both quiet as the truth sank in.
I hadn’t had sex with Cole in Thailand, but we had done plenty of other things. He’d made me feel more with just his mouth than Bobby had made me feel in our entire relationship. Cole was a man unlike any I had ever met before, and he seemed to just intuitively know exactly what would drive me crazy. And I had kissed him again, letting all those feeling come flooding back inside me.
“What are you going to do now?” Lacey asked.
“I don’t know, honestly. He’s my stepbrother.”
She snorted. “Stepbrother doesn’t mean anything. He’s not actually related to you or anything. Plus, you two were married first.”
“That’s true. But I can’t tell if that makes it better or not.”
“Probably not. Still, he’s your husband.”
“He is not my husband.”
“Whatever. I’m just looking out for you. If you’re into it, I say go for it.”
“It’s not that simple. Our parents are under some crazy scrutiny. Cole knocked out a reporter last night.”
“Before or after you made out?”
“After.”
“How did that even happen?”
“Guy came out of nowhere, taking pictures. Cole just . . . acted.”
Lacey whistled. “What a guy.”
“It was scary.”
“I bet it was. But also a little hot?”
“No! No way.”
“Oh come on, we both know Cole is sexy as hell.”
“He has his moments.”
“And how’s his piece?”
“Excuse me?”
“His piece. His man-meat. His schlong. His ding-a-ling. His—”
“Okay, okay, I get it.”
“Well?”
“Cut it out. I’m not describing his wiener.”
I thought back to those nights, to his thick, large cock in my hand, to the way he grunted as I slipped it between my lips, to the warmth of his cum as he shot it deep into my throat. I felt a rush run through me as my cheeks turned red.
“Oh just tell me. Big or little? Thick? Curved? Pierced?”
“Not happening.”
“C’mon. Yes or no, is he huge?”
“I am not describing Cole’s penis!” I yelled loudly, embarrassed. The sound practically echoed through my empty room.
We were both quiet for a second.
“I gotta go,” I said quickly. “I think he’s home and his room is right next door.”
I hung up the phone as she began to laugh.
I wrapped myself in my blankets and tried to pretend like I hadn’t just yelled loudly about Cole’s penis. The walls in Dad’s house were super thin, so there was no way he hadn’t heard that. I could only imagine what pervy, frustrating things he was thinking over there.
It wasn’t like I was obsessed with him. Maybe he made me feel something I hadn’t felt in a long time, if ever, but still. He was abrasive and cocky and everything I hated in a guy. I didn’t like violence, and Cole’s life was all about violence. I didn’t like recklessness, and Cole was reckless.