Page 196 of Satan's Spawn

“Drugged, I know. But it’s pretty worn off after everything that’s happened. I just want to be with Crayton tonight.”

Saint looks up at me, then back at Rebecca. “But you understand it won’t just be him? ’Cause your man here has issues.”

This makes Rebecca laugh, and when I slap him on the back of the head it lightens the mood even more.

“Me and Crayton both need specific things tonight.” Rebecca states, clear as a bell, “I appreciate his honesty with me, and yours, so if this is the only way he’s comfortable being with me, then so be it.”

“It’s a one time thing.” I reassure her, but I’m mostly reassuring myself.

I’m a quick learner, so all I need is a few key pointers from my best friend and then he can take a hike.

“It’s okay, Crayton. You don’t have to explain. I know none of this is easy for you. Hell, it’s not easy for me either.” Rebecca shrugs. “I’m just grateful you’re finally opening up to me.”

“You and me both, gorgeous.” Saint blows out a breath. “This guy was a miserable fuck when he hated you.”

A frown curves Rebecca’s lips downward.

“Can you move this along?” I say through tight lips.

“Sure thing, Cray Cray, let’s get this party started.” Saint rubs his hands together, looking way too excited to be in this ridiculous situation.

What kind of guy doesn’t know how to comfort or please a girl he likes? A sadistic one, that’s who.

I don’t get to fall down the rabbit hole because Saint is already instructing Rebecca to lay back and relax.

I go into fight-or-flight mode immediately.

Mostly fight, but I contain it long enough for Rebecca to ask a question.

“Should I take my clothes off?”

“No,” I demand, at the same time Saint says, “Yes”.

He looks at me. “How the fuck do you expect to get personal with a woman during sex if they’re not naked?”

“You’re enjoying this way too fucking much.” I grit out, and Saint winks.

He’s not going to survive this, I know it.

“The both of you take your clothes off.” He instructs, but we’re both hesitant.

He scrubs a hand over his head. “Guys, it’s basic sex 101. You gotta be fucking naked for it. Unless it’s a quickie, which I have the pleasure of not having to deal with.” He leans over to Rebecca, whispering, “I last really long every time.”

The boot I’m taking off gets tossed at his head, and Rebecca snickers behind her hand.

The response is so innocent that it has my cock already hardening. There’s so many different sides to this girl, kind of like me. Maybe that’s why I’m so drawn to her.

“I will sue for workplace injury.” He continues to bust my chops.

“Get on with it,” I mutter, removing my other boot.

Rebecca starts undressing too, lifting her tank top over her head, unable to look at either of us.

“Don’t be ashamed, girl, you’re magnificent. Your body is a temple,” Saint reassures her.

“Shut the fuck up, Lavell.” I pull down my gray sweats and kick them off.

“Now how can I teach you to be a tender lover if I’m not allowed to speak?”