Perfect. He’s only about a mile from the campus. Which probably means he isn’t a college student, less chance of me knowing them or them knowing me.
Peter snores lightly from across the room, completely unaware that I’m about to make the worst kind of decision—the kind that feels necessary anyway. I don’t do hook-ups like this a lot, because there is always a risk of being outed.
I click the message icon before I can talk myself out of it.
Me: You free tonight? Discreet. Just need a quick one.
I stare at the screen for a beat. My heart’s pounding way too fast for how normal this is supposed to feel.
But all I can see is Logan’s mouth.
All I can feel is that kiss.
And I need it gone.
Now.
A new message flashes back almost immediately.
SlowBurn69: Not tonight in person. But I can get you off with my words. If you’re interested.
My throat tightens, and I swallow hard. I should say no. Log off. Do anything but this, especially with Peter sleeping four feet from me.
Instead—
Me: Okay. Just… tell me what to do.
This is safer. He can’t see me through the phone, and I know my picture doesn’t give me away.
SlowBurn69: That’s a good boy.
Take your hand and run it down over your stomach.
Slow. I want you to feel everything.
I glance across the room. Peter’s snoring softly, completely unaware. I shift under the blanket, heart hammering, and do exactly what he says.
SlowBurn69: Now slide under your waistband. Wrap your fingers around your cock and don’t move.
Tell me how it feels.
Me: Hard. Too hard.
I can’t stop thinking about what happened to me earlier.
SlowBurn69: Yeah? What happened earlier?
I hesitate. Then type.
Me: I did something stupid, and I need it gone.
SlowBurn69: Yeah? What stupid thing did you do that made you hard just thinking about it?
Me: Don’t really want to talk about it either.
My phone goes dark while I wait for his reply, and I almost think he’s not going to reply, but then my phone vibrates with a notification. I unlock the phone to see it.
SlowBurn69: Then I’ll help you replace it.
