Chapter 16

“I guess.”

He doesn’t sound enthusiastic about it, and I can’t help but agree. It would be nice to be in a private space for once. “Come over?” I blurt.

“You sure?”

I squirm in anticipation. “Yeah. But I will be wearing clothes when opening the door.”

His deep chuckle makes my skin buzz. “Maybe we’ll save the naked routine for next time.”

“Maybe. If you’re a good boy.”

“Oh, honey. I’ve never been a good boy.” His voice is even lower, and it turns my insides into liquid. Melts everything that I am, except for my dick that’s plumping up.

“I don’t think that’s true,” I say.

“No?”

“Nope. I think you know good boys get all the rewards. At least the ones who count.”

“Maybe.”

“I’ll text you my address,” I say.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Good.”

“Bye.” 5

It doesn’t take long for him to arrive; when my intercom chimes, I’m in the middle of pulling on a fresh T-shirt after the quickest shower I’ve taken in my life.