Page 104 of Call Me Baby 2: Side B

It races down my temple, into my hair.

“Same shit I do while you’re alive.”

There’s a beat. A long one.

“Jesus Christ…”

His hands reach for me under the water,

slide up my thighs,

grab me by the hips.

“C’mere.”

He pulls me across the steam

and into his lap.

Water sloshes up around us,

and my legs fall open, straddling him.

There’s nothing between us.

We’re skin to skin.

His palms smooth down my sides,

and he pulls me in

‘til my nipples brush his chest,

‘til his cock’s caught thick between us,

‘til my pussy’s dragging across his shaft,

and a shiver shoots through me.

It feels so good I want to cry.

Which means I hate it.

He grips my hips tighter,

throat bobbing.

“You devastate me,” he murmurs.

I look sideways.

Down at the water.

“Uh-uh,” he bites. “Eyes on me.”

My eyes crawl back up.

His are the color of midnight now,