“Yeah, I’m fine,” he said. “Where are you?”
“I’m, um… out. Why?” Micah’s fingers slowly pulled my cheeks apart and I glared at him over my shoulder and tried to step away.
He held me in place.
“Because I just got home and saw your car parked behind the laundromat, but you’re not there,” Jules said, like this should’ve been obvious.
And damn it, maybe it should’ve been. What the hell had I been thinking?
“Oh. Right,” I said. “Duh. Yeah. I parked behind the laundromat because I… Because I…”
Micah’s finger coasted over my pucker and I sucked in a breath.
“Stop it!” I hissed over my shoulder.
“Who are you talking to? Oh, Jesus. Constantine, are you with a hookup right now?”
“What? No!”
“Because, I don’t mean to be a buzzkill, but is the alley behind the laundromat really the safest place to meet? It’s dark, and you should really—”
“I’m not hooking up,” I said, as Micah snickered. His finger ghosted over my hole again, but this time it was wet.
Lube?Where had the fucker gotten lube?
I couldn’t bring myself to care as he pushed a fingertip inside me.
“Hunhhh.”
“Oh, shit,” Julian said. “Are you working at the station? Oh, is Si around? Because I wanted to thank him, for earlier. I know he was trying to calm me down at the diner and—”
“He’s not—” My voice cracked as Micah’s finger kept pushing, just the tiniest bit at a time, and his other hand came around to fist my cock.
Fuck.
“Silas isn’t here right now,” I said in a rush. “I’m actually super busy, though, Jules, so—”
I’m pretty sure I sounded like I was being tortured which, let me tell you, is exactly what it feels like when your boyfriend is jerking you and you have to pretend he’s not.
“Ah, well. I’ll catch him later. I wanted to thankyoufor earlier too. For the pep talk.”
“Okie doke,” I said inanely, pounding the side of my fist against the wall in frustration. Micah’s teasing was both too much and not enough. “That sounds nice.”
“Um. Con? You sure you’re okay?”
“Peachy!”I all but shouted as Micah’s entire finger penetrated my ass. “So fuckingpeachy.”
Micah chuckled.
So did Julian. “That kind of night, huh?”
“Yeah,” I said desperately. “That kind of night. That kind ofexistence.”
Micah’s finger moved in and out of me in time with his stroking of my dick and I almost incinerated from the pressure of trying to stay silent.
“You are so dirty,” I said over my shoulder.
“You are so hot,” Micah whispered, jacking me twice as fast.
