“Holly, no! None of these guys are worth—”
“It wasn’t someone from the app.”
The alarmed look disappears as she leans back and relaxes, her right hand on her chest. “Thank God.” It takes a moment, but she sits back up. “Who?”
“Decker,” I say and wince.
“No!”
“Yes.”
Her jaw drops, and she fans herself with the hand she just had resting on her chest. She’s so damn dramatic.
But she’s not wrong about how hot it was. The first time she met him, she asked me how pissed I’d be if she gave him a test ride after learning I had a crush on him.
The answer was: I’ll hate you forever.
“Was it as good as I imagine it would be? God, I don’t know if I want him to be fantastic or terrible. If he’s terrible, it would explain the string of one-night stands.”
“Um…” I say, trying to sound casual even though I haven’t gone more than thirty minutes without thinking about our time in the shower since it happened. “He’s better than fantastic. The best I’ve ever had.”
“Tell me everything!”
Her drink gets set on the coffee table, completely forgotten, and she stares at me like I imagine followers focus on their cult leader.
“It was right after the elevator fiasco. I was traumatized and had to shower. I told him about—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know the story. What about Decker? How did you get him naked?”
Smiling, I pick up my drink and glance down at it. “He offered to help me find relief. He may have heard me with my toy a few times. Which is bad enough, and I kind of thought he was joking, so I invited him to join me in the shower. Turns out, he was not joking. The erection as he hopped into the shower with me showed just how serious he was.”
“You had shower sex with Decker Thomas?” she hisses, eyes wide. “And it was good?”
“His tongue and nipple aren’t the only pierced parts of his body.”
A shaky breath escapes her parted lips. “Tell me you tasted that metal.”
I shake my head. “Didn’t get a chance. He took care of me, only getting off after I cried out three times.”
“Three?”
“That tongue piercing is fan-fucking-tastic. And there are two piercing down below. Base and tip. Both are honestly mind-blowing.”
“If you’re lying to me about having sex with Decker, I might actually kill you right now,” Mona says, her face more serious than I’ve ever seen her.
Hand up, I shake my head. “Swear to God. After I got off with him kneeling before me, he lifted me off the ground and gave me another. Set me back down, turned me around, and took me from behind with my legs closed. I didn’t even know it was possible, but it was ridiculous.”
“And you’re not at home screwing him right now? Are you stupid?”
I sigh and lean against the arm of the couch. The ice has melted and watered down my drink, and I set it down, no longer interested. “It’s… It was a one-night thing.”
“He told you that? Were you bad?”
“No!” I gape at her, honestly offended. “Go to hell.”
“Sorry, I just… if it was that good—”
“Decker Thomas,” I remind her.
