Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 147051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
“Wait. What? What do you mean you don’t even like him? Why are you sleeping with him if he’s an asshole?” Tally chews her bottom lip, like the prospect stresses her out.
“Tristan might be an arrogant, territorial player, but the sex is out of this world. Normally I’m all about healthy, nontoxic relationships. But my ex was accepted to a master’s program out of province a few months ago, and he didn’t want to try long distance, so we broke up.”
“I’m sorry. That must be so hard,” Tally says.
“I ate a lot of refried beans, but otherwise survived.” I sigh. “It was probably the right call, but my bestie had moved to Vancouver just before we broke up, so I was already in my feels. I’m not relationship ready. But I’m not above having sex with someone I dislike immensely who can provide me with multiple orgasms on the regular.”
“You can have more than one?” Tally asks. I’m pretty sure her eyes are going to be permanently wide after tonight.
“Maybe we should change the subject. I feel like I’m corrupting you,” I say.
“No! I’m the only virgin left in my friend group, and they all talk about sex. I’m over here still having only made it to second base! And you want to know why?”
Yeesh, she’s only seventeen and all her friends have had sex? What the hell is going on in her high school? “Because your dad is the coach of a pro hockey team, and he knows what happens in their bedrooms and doesn’t want it to happen to you?”
“Yes! Exactly. He’s so freaking overprotective. He’s a great dad, but he hovered over me all summer long. It’s been a lot. And now, with this co-op placement, he gets to hover even more. I’m so grateful you’re taking me under your wing, Hemi. So grateful, because if I had to deal with him being a guard dog for eight hours a day, I would lose my mind.” She blows out a breath. “Sorry for the rant. It’s been intense. And now I’m surrounded by all these super-hot hockey players, and I worry I’m never going to get past second base!” She throws her hands in the air.
“First, there’s no rush to have sex. You have the rest of your life to worry about it. Honestly, no guy has any idea what he’s doing before he gets to college. You’re truly not missing out on much,” Hammer says.
“Yes. This. Even the ones in their mid-twenties are fairly clueless,” Hemi grumbles.
“But not Tristan?” Tally asks.
“No. Tristan knows his way around a vagina. But he’s also been inside a lot of them, so that’s the trade-off.” I gulp my wine. I’m going to hell for this conversation.
“And you don’t even like him?” Tally seems really hung up on this point.
“He’s a dick who’s good with his dick.” Yeah. There’s fire licking at my heels.
“Relationships are confusing.” Tally pushes to her feet and crosses to the bathroom.
Once the door is closed, I lower my voice and admit the truth. “Tristan is fucking filthy in bed. Filthy.”
Hammer’s eyes light up. “Like, he makes you call him Daddy?”
I open and close my mouth twice. “Uh, no. But I feel like I’ve learned something about you tonight.”
Hammer rolls her eyes. “This isn’t about me. Sorry. I need details. Filthy how?”
“He says and does the dirtiest shit. Like the other night he spat in my mouth, and I was so shocked I just said thanks.” It was dry from all the gasp-moaning. I clap a hand over my mouth and look between the two of them.
“Oh, that is high on the filth,” Hemi agrees.
Hammer leans in. “What else?”
“Before the away game last week, I was making a cucumber salad—”
They both have wide eyes, and Hammer looks far too excited for her own good.
“—and he bent me over the kitchen island and fucked me with an English cucumber. And then he ate it.”
“After he washed it?” Hemi asks.
I shake my head.
“Lord.” Hammer grips the edge of the table. “Please tell me he was the only one who ate it.”
“Oh yeah. He gnawed on it like it was the best thing he’d ever eaten.” And said as much.
“Damn. That boy is dirty.”
“Right?” I haven’t been able to share the details with Essie because every time she calls, I have no privacy. “And last night—”
“Oh, God, there’s more?” Hammer bounces a few times on her seat.
I nod. But maybe I should keep this to myself.
“Butt stuff? Did you do butt stuff?”
“Not yet.” But for sure it’s coming. There’s no way it isn’t. He’s too obsessed with putting his fingers in there for that not to happen. I’m obviously nervous. His cock is huge.
“Oh my God! Not yet!” Hammer claps. “If not butt stuff, then what?”
“Have you ever watched the movie Chasing Amy?”