Page 43 of Same Difference
Nathan’s face was comically blank. “Come again?”
“He said he needed to squirt,” she repeated, barely resisting the urge to gag.
Nathan scratched his nose and scrunched up his face. “So, he wanted to fuck you after a fight, and that was the line he used?”
She pursed her lips and nodded.
“He actually said the word ‘squirt’?” He looked weirded-out when he said the word.
“Yep. It’s burned into my memory. I couldn’t get over it,” she admitted.
He just stared at her, appalled. And then suddenly he burst out laughing. He threw himself back on the bed beside her and curled in on himself with laughter.
“It’s not funny!” But a little laughter was working its way up her throat.
She couldn’t help it. He had the type of booming laugh that was contagious.
“He said squirt,” he gasped out between laughs. Nathan wiped his eyes and shook with his chuckles.
“You’re laughing at a low moment in my life. I was traumatized.”
“I bet you never fucked him again.”
“I wouldn’t even let him kiss me, and I ended things three days later. And before you tell me I’m shallow, there were a hundred other things that happened before the word that made me want to leave. You asked for the last straw, and that was the last straw, but not the meat and potatoes of why we really broke up.”
“He yelled at you,” he said, the smile dying from his voice. Nathan kept circling back to that part.
“He had a temper. He never hit me, but he liked to make me cower. Not at first, but the last year of our relationship, he did it more and more.”
“Squirt,” he murmured, his eyes still dancing.
“Being your friend is the worst,” she muttered.
“When we fuck, I’m going to say that word,” he teased.
“Well lucky for me you won’t ever fuck me.”
He got up and climbed over her, the humor fading from his face. He searched her eyes and now Delta’s heart was pounding so hard. She gripped his t-shirt and her breath shook.
“Are you going to let me…” he said, teasing her.
“I swear if you say that word, I will kick you out of here and never be your friend again.”
“Are you going to let me ssss,” he teased.
“Don’t say it.”
Nathan leaned down until his lips were right against her ear. She knew he would do it. He was going to say that awful word right against her ear because he knew it was an ick for her. She was already pre-mad at him for it.
Against her ear, he murmured, “Are you going to take your panties off for me Delta-girl? Are you going to let me fill you with my cum?”
Every molecule of anger she had conjured left her body along with all coherent thought.
“I won’t say the word,” he whispered. “I’m not him. I can make you forget him. Do you want to forget?”
She nodded slightly. She really did want that.
“Do you want to be a good girl? Good girls get treated like queens. You want me to open doors for you? Want me to protect you? Want me to make you scream my name and forget the world? Want me to bring home food and make sure you’re taken care of?”
