Page 71 of Charming Deception

I don’t like not getting what I want, that’s all.

Maybe I’m like Wolf that way. Because he sure as shit wants to fuck Rowan by now. How could he not? He’s been traveling with her, one moment from death at almost all times, for weeks now.

My phone chimes.

Megan: I know. It’s delicious.

I keep reading, skimming hungrily through the next few pages.

Wherein Rowan catches Wolf with his dick in his hand, in the woods.

I almost laugh out loud.

Especially when he tries to play it off so cool.

“Was that about me?” Rowan demands.

If it was or it wasn’t, it doesn’t help me for her to know. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

She seems unconvinced. “I’m the only person around.”

“It doesn’t have to be about anyone specific, you know. Sometimes it’s just taking care of an urge.”

“How many… urges… do you have?”

“What do you mean, how many?”

“Well… have you been doing that every time you say you’re going off to piss?”

“Not every time.”

My phone chimes again.

Megan: Okay what’s happening? What part are you at?

Well, shit. She finally asked.

Me: You wrote it, Jessica.

I let that hang for a minute as I almost get sucked back into the scene and forget to answer.

Me: Rowan just caught Wolf masturbating. I thought she was going to watch. But she freaked out and ran away. And now they’re arguing again.

Megan: If I’m not mistaken… I think you’re enjoying my book.

Me: Books.

She doesn’t reply, and I keep reading.

“So, you’re nineteen? And you’re still fresh?”

She glares at me. “That’s really none of your business.”

“How’s that possible? No one ever slipped you a finger? Nothing?”

“You’re just being crude to get a rise out of me.” She nibbles at her drumstick, tearing the meat off in little strips and licking her fingers.

“But how do you manage your urges? Don’t you have them? I knew a girl who used to play with carrots when she went too long without cock.” She stops eating and just stares at me like I’ve grown a repulsive second head. “You do anything like that?”

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