Page 100 of By His Play

I consider all the things I’d do differently. All the different ways I could pleasure her. All the things I could teach her…

Dragging my hand down my face, I pull my hoodie up, slump lower, and spread my legs wider, trying to ignore the fact I’m rocking a semi while sitting alone in a park.

The minutes tick by, but they don’t help. They don’t give me any clarity.

In the end, I don’t have any other choice, and I pull my cell from my pocket.

Ignoring all my notifications, I pull up the contact I need and hit call.

It rings twice before the line connects. I don’t give him a chance to speak before I blurt, “I fucked up.”

A deep chuckle fills the line.

“Good morning to you too, little brother.”

I groan, questioning my life choices.

“What did you do?” he asks when I don’t expand on my opening line.

Dragging my hand down my face, I close my eyes and spill.

“I slept with Effie.”

Silence.

“And now she’s hiding in her bedroom refusing to talk to me.”

“Honestly, Bro. I’m not sure you’re talking to the right person. But thankfully, you’re on speaker, and I’ve got just the woman for the job.”

“Hey, Kieran,” Lori says.

“Hey,” I say, cringing. It’s bad enough I’m confessing to Kian. Sure, he’d have told Lori the second we got off the phone, but still.

“I’m going to need more details,” Lori says innocently.

“Really?” I ask.

“Really. I need to know what I’m dealing with.”

“Okay so, she was sad and wanted to down a bottle of vodka. I decided that I had a better way to distract her, and I fucked her with her hands bound behind her back while I choked her.”

Lori splutters on the other end of the line.

“My little brother, ladies and gentlemen,” Kian announces like an asshole.

“I didn’t mean quite that many details, but thanks.”

“I just wanted to help,” I explain. “She’s so sad, and I hate it. Getting drunk isn’t going to do anything.”

“But pushing your penis inside her will?” Kian quips.

“I knew I should have called Kingston,” I hiss.

“Charming.”

“Ignore him,” Lori mutters, her voice getting louder as she moves closer to the phone. “Go and get us some coffee.”

Assuming she’s not talking to me, I remain quiet.

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