Chapter 11

“That’s nice!” he says. “Bloody nice!”

He turns to leave. I push Lester aside, scramble off the bed and hurry after him, the last drops of sperm splashing onto my thighs as my cock wobbles up and down and from side to side.

“What was that?” I snap.

Eduardo stops at the top of the stairs. “You’re a piece of work, aren’t you?” he growls.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He looks me up and down like I’m something he trod in out in the field. “You get all upset and throw a tantrum because I fucked Daniel when you’re doing the same thing with Lester!”

“It’s not the same thing!” I shout.

He turns and walks a few more paces down the hallway. I follow, almost bumping into him when he stops.

“Oh what? Because this is your house and you own everything and everybodyin it?”

I gasp. My eyes widen. I can’t believe he thinks that. “When have I ever lorded it over you? Or anyone else, for that matter? When?”

“We’re all naked, aren’t we?”