Page 17 of In Your Dreams

ME: Maybe I don’t want to be ladylike anymore

PARKER: Good

ME: When you call me that, it makes me pussy tingle

PARKER: Even better

ME: I can’t believe I just told you that

PARKER: It’s all I’m going to be thinking about now

I look up from my phone to find Emma still staring at me with another mouthful of Nutella. Who knows how many spoonfuls she’s had.

“Don’t stop on my account,” she says. “Do your thing.”

She might not be saying that if she knew what was transpiring.

ME: What are you going to think about?

PARKER: Your hot, wet pussy pulsating every time I call you mama

Oh my god. Yep, turns out that will do it too.

ME: Do you want to know a secret?

PARKER: Yes

ME: The other night you called me mama in your goodnight text and I had to use my vibrator before I could fall asleep

PARKER: Did you make yourself cum?

ME: Yes

PARKER: Good girl

Jesus. I guess that does it too. His mouth is filthy. Or maybe it’s normal and I’m just imagining all the filth.

ME: I should go. Emma is here and if we keep this up, I might die

PARKER: Lol, I know what you mean. Goodnight mama. I’ll see you tomorrow

I put my phone back down, my face still hot from the exchange.

“Well that got downright a little bit pornographic,” I say.

“Oh my god, really?” Emma says, her voice straining to keep a low volume.

“He’s got a filthy mouth,” I say.

“Oh I love that for you,” Emma says. “But don’t tell me much more or I won’t be able to look at him the same when we’re all hanging out. There’s some things you just shouldn’t know about your friends.”

I laugh, finding myself in agreement. I’m also finding myself wondering if what I just said will change the way tomorrow goes. What if I made it awkward? I can’t worry about that at this point. What’s done is done and I wasn’t lying. I really did have to give myself an orgasm the other night because he said that magical phrase and I’ve been pent up for a while now and I got off thinking about him whispering it into my ear and then biting my neck and lower. And honestly, I slept like a baby after that. It was the best sleep I’ve had since I moved back.

Who knows. Maybe I’m entering my ho phase. I never really had one before. I hear it’s a common thing after people divorce. Not that I blame them. It seems like a good time to do it.

The funny thing is, in my mind, I don’t really want to be a ho for anyone other than Parker.

CHAPTER TEN

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