She holds her hand up. “Promise.”
Knowing she’s true to her word, I lean closer to her desk, press my palm to the surface, and glance down at the floor. “Halsey Holmes has the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”
When I look up, I watch a slow smile creep over Penny’s lips. She whispers back, “How big?”
I wet my lips and say, “I stopped breathing for a second when he started . . . slipping it in. Took a good minute or so for him to, you know, fully get in there.”
She leans back in her chair and stares up at the ceiling. “Wow, that’s great. Good for you.”
“No, not good for me.”
Her smile disappears as she brings her gaze back to me. “What do you mean not good for you? Did he hurt you? Is that why you walked in here weird?”
“He didn’t hurt me, but yes, I’m walking weird because I sat on a light post several times last night.” She chuckles. “Penny, this isn’t funny.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t understand the panic. It seems like you had a good night last night.”
“It wasn’t just good, Penny,” I whisper again. “It was life-altering.”
“Explain to me how that’s bad.”
I lean back in my chair and say, “I don’t know how to explain this other than . . . I feel like the world lied to me.”
“What do you mean?”
“Penny, I had no idea sex could be like that. That I could experience that much pleasure in a matter of like . . . seven hours. It was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and not just because of his penis.” Penny smirks. “He was . . . God, it was like he knew everything about my body that I didn’t even know. He knew exactly what I needed before I could even consider where I wanted him or what I wanted him to do. And then . . .” I bite on my bottom lip. “He had this voice, this deep, dirty-talking, filthy voice that was relentless.”
“Wait.” Penny holds up her hand. “Halsey Holmes is a dirty talker?”
“That’s putting it mildly,” I say. “The things he said to me, the way he said it, I still can feel my body tremble from the memoryof it. When I say last night was life-altering, I’m not kidding, and it’s really freaking me out.”
“But why?”
“Because,” I say, feeling exhausted just thinking about it. “I was with Perry since college. Before him, I had a few interactions with men, but he was truly a first for a lot. I was—what I thought—madly in love with him. I thought we were going to get married. He was good to me. Sweet and funny. He taught me what love was. And we had great sex together. I was satisfied. He was what I knew up until last night. And the fact that I could have a mind-blowing, spectacular night with a man who I’ve . . . well, who I’ve become friends with, it’s throwing me for a loop. The things we did, they were ungodly.” I press my hand to my forehead. “For God’s sake, Penny, I woke him up in the middle of the night by sitting on his lap and helping myself. I’ve never done that, but I was insatiable. He was my drug last night that I became fully addicted to after one orgasm.” I shake my head and blow out a deep breath before looking Penny in the eyes and saying, “I was cock-shocked, and I don’t know how to handle it.”
Penny snorts so hard that I see a droplet of snot fly out of her nose and right onto her desk.
She picks up a tissue and wipes at her nose—and the desk, thank God—while she laughs.
“This isn’t funny,” I groan.
“Blakely.” She dabs at her eyes. “You just said you were cock-shocked.”
“Because I was!”
My phone dings with a text message, and I quickly glance at the screen. When I see it’s from Halsey, I gasp.
“What?” Penny asks. “Is that him?”
I nod. “He’s probably going to call me out for leaving so abruptly this morning.”
“Read it.”
I swipe my phone open and click on the text message.
Halsey:Thanks for letting me use your main hole last night.
My brow knits together as I stare down at the text.
