Underestimated Too(39)

‘It’s just a finger, Skyler. Just relax for a second and let me slide it in,’ I told her.”

Are you kidding me right now?

“But Skyler wasn’t having it. ‘NO! You’re not putting anything in my ass. What’s wrong with you? Just come up here and make love to me,’ she protested. I didn’t want to make love. I wasn’t in the making love kind of mood. I wanted to fuck the hell out of her.

‘Put it in your mouth first,’ I pressed my luck.

‘Drew, I don’t want to do that. You know I don’t like that. Come up here and make love to me, please,’ she whined.

Of course I did and then pissed her off again when I pulled out of her and shot my load all over her breasts, rubbing it around her nipples with a satisfying moan. She didn’t say a word, just stormed off to the shower.” Drew laughed.

“That’s lovely, Drew. Can we go now?” I asked, standing and reaching for my purse.

“I think maybe you two better take some time today. Don’t go home together, okay?” Deidra pleaded, knowing I was pissed.

“No problem. He doesn’t have to come home at all. He can go to hell for all I care,” I assured them both, grabbed my purse and stormed out.

“What the hell, Morgan?” Drew asked, pulling my arm before I could make it to my car.

“Don’t fucking touch me. Why don’t you go find Skyler? Maybe you can lick her pussy or something,” I yelled, jerking away from him.

“Will you stop? What’s this all about?”

“Really, Drew? You tell me. What the hell was that? You went into great details about your sex life with Skyler. What the fuck?”

“It’s the way my mind thinks.”

“You’re stupid. Let me go,” I said, trying to get away from him.

“Listen to me. I don’t want to hear the details of your sex life with Dawson.”

“What?” I asked, having no clue what the hell he was talking about.

“You’re going to have to talk about that soon. I thought maybe if I could show you first how it makes me feel when you mention his name, you wouldn’t do it, you wouldn’t talk about him.”

“You’re the one that needs help, not me. That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of.”

“Are we okay?” Deidra called from beside the door with a cigarette between her fingers.

“We’re fine,” Drew called.

“No, we’re not. I might stab you in your sleep.”

Drew laughed. I wasn’t laughing. I was dead serious. “I’m going to the office for a while. Stop being mad at me, and maybe I’ll lick your pussy when I get home,” he tried teasing.

I still wasn’t biting.

“I wouldn’t let you touch my pussy with your tongue now if your life depended on it.”

“We’ll see. I’ve got to go, my ride’s here. I love you.”

“Yeah, sure you do.”

“Tell me you love me. I’m not leaving until you tell me you love me.”

“I love you, now leave me the hell alone.”





Chapter 13





I stayed mad at Drew for three days. I couldn’t help it. He had no right. He didn’t have to do that. I was going to give it right back to him as soon as it was my turn to talk again. I’d tell him how Dawson did, well, when he, shit, Dawson didn’t really do anything. Drew put him to shame in bed, but he was very into me. He always made me feel like nothing in the world mattered but me. I’d go that route. Damn it. No, I wouldn’t. I didn’t want to hurt Drew. Drew had been hurt enough.

I loved the fact that Marta was back. Nicholas was happy that Marta was back. I think Drew secretly was as well, although you’d never get him to admit to it.

Drew and I continued our Thursday meetings with Deidra and I continued to endure the long hour sessions of listening to him talk about his life. The next visit was finally going to be about us, and not just him or me separate. That made me happy, until the actual meeting that is.

Of course I spent the entire hour listening once again. I guess I’m not really complaining about that. I was more interested in Drew’s story than mine. He just made it very hard sometimes. I think he did it on purpose to be honest.

Moving my feet under my butt, I settled in when Deidra wanted Drew, not me, Drew to tell her about when he and I got together. He was so dramatic, talking like he was narrating a great novel or something.

I rolled my eyes when Drew began like he was auditioning for a role in a movie or something, “Derik confessed to me ‘I still don’t understand what Dr. Reynolds is doing here,’ as we walked to the awaiting car with the doctor following behind.