“I’m not going to give it to you. And besides, you might not get hurt anyway.”
The words stilled her racing heart. “I don’t see how I won’t. We’re friends. This is just a way to release pent up energy without anything being complicated.”
“Fact number one: Jonny hasn’t dated anyone since Grace died. I know he’s had – let’s call them serial encounters with the same women, but he’s never taken anyone out for meals. Just hooked up. And never had a weekend away with one.”
“But if he did it would become something more. We’ve known each other years, I understand his situation. If he does meet someone and it ends between us, then that’s okay because it won’t affect the kids.”
“Look at it another way, Rayah. He wants more with you. Maybe he feels the same way about you as you do about him. Have you considered that?”
She thought about Jonny and how he was when they were together alone. The sex could be rough, hard, adventurous. But it was also sometimes tender and slow and no matter how it had been, he held her afterwards as if she was one of the most precious things in the world.
“I daren’t, Key. I can’t. because if that isn’t the case I don’t want to get my hopes up.” It was as honest as she could be, even with herself.
“How is he in bed? And I want details. And if you don’t give me details, I’ll give you details about how Scott is.”
Rayah slowly shook her head. “You’ve already told me too much. I heard enough about how Scott was ‘golden’ between the sheets from various past girlfriends. I’m hoping for your sake he’s now upped his game even further because this is the only cock you’re getting forever. But I don’t need details.”
“Tell me about Jonny then.”
Rayah wasn’t one to spill the details, unless it was Keren, and to be honest, there hadn’t been that many details to spill until recently.
“He’s pretty much always in charge.”
“Colour me surprised. How kinky? I always figured he’d have a little kink to go along with his hose.” Keren wiped her face with a towel.
It seemed to have gotten hotter in the sauna. “Dirty talk. And a lot of dominance. No pain. Except the size of his appendage.”
“Appendage? You can’t see but I’m raising my eyebrows right now.”
“I was trying to vary my vocabulary.”
“Size, Rayah.”
“Why are you so interested?”
“Because as you’ve pointed out, Scott’s ‘appendage’ is the only one I’ll be seeing from now on, unless we have a boy and that’s a whole different conversation.”
“You’re pregnant?”
Rayah felt her jaw widen far enough to fit a horse into her mouth.
“No, idiot. If I was I wouldn’t be in here. But we’re thinking about having number two very soon. Even though I’m on pretty much zero sleep each night. But it is getting better. Back to Jonny’s cock.”
There was no way she was getting out of this conversation. “It’s definitely larger than average.”
“As in, you need a couple of orgasms to get you loosened up? Scott’s is that sort of size.”
“I will need bleach for my ears rather than a massage if you continue to discuss my cousin’s anatomy.”
She saw Keren shake her head. “Sorrell is currently unavailable for any discussion around this as she’s too worried about what the state of her vagina will be like after she’s birthed this baby, so you’re it, I’m afraid.”
Rayah groaned. “He’s got the skills to go with it. I come first. Literally. Every time.”
“Him and Scott must’ve read the same magazines…”
Her cringe was audible.
“Okay, I’ll stop mentioning Scott. I am curious about Jonny, though. When he first got with Grace I was a little jealous. He was always so gorgeous and kind and I wished I’d had one night with him before they’d met.”
