STEAM WARNING!!!! This chapter has explicit language and themes. If you aren't into that, just skip. You can do so without missing any of the storyline!

Trace

I'm not in the guest room five minutes before she texts me.

What are you doing?

I grin. Surely she has a pretty good idea what I'm doing. Ask a dangerous question, get an honest answer, KitKat.

Fisting my cock and thinking of how beautiful you looked when I watched you come in NOLA.

Her response is immediate.

Send me a pic.

I laugh outright. She's asking me to break Rock Star Commandment #2: Thou shalt not send dick pics. Somehow they always end up trending.

Come see for yourself.

It feels like my whole universe is hanging on those three little dots. Will she come and play with me?

Pretty please send the pic? A girl should know what she's in for...

Nope. She's not coming across. I guess that means I am. Hell, I can't believe I'm doing this. I have sneaking suspicion I'm never going to be able to deny my girl anything. It takes me a few shots to get the most complimentary angle. I send the pic, captioned For Your Eyes Only.

Wow is the singular response.

I laugh again.

Me:

Wow? As in...

Kat:

Bigger than I imagined

And surprisingly...appealing?

I never saw one

I really liked the look of before

Just

Wow

Me:

Ah, I see.

There's a name for what you are experiencing...

Kat:

Yeah?

Me:

You're cockstruck

You can always ease your affliction, you know...

Kat:

I'll get on that.

My orgasm, I mean.

Not your cock.

Me:

Christ, Kittykat, your mouth...

Actually, I guess it's not really her dirty mouth but her filthy mind and fingers that are driving me crazy at this moment, but she'll get the idea.

Kat:

Yeah, I'm worried about my mouth too.

I'm currently googling

"BJ techniques on oversized gorgeous penises"

Me:

This isn't funny.

You are torturing me.

Kat:

Sorry.

Thanks for the pic.

It's really...inspiring.

Me:

Are you going to return the favor?

Kat:

Nope

I'm virginal and innocent.

Don't do it. Don't fucking ask, I warn myself.  But the Neanderthal in me can't help himself. Honestly I'm surprised he can text, but apparently he has no problem using his barely opposable thumbs as he shoots off:

Virginal still? No status revisions courtesy of Dickwad this week?

Kat: 

I can't believe you asked me that. What the hell. Do you really think I would sleep with Colin to get back at you?

Me:

Not for that reason. I know I really really hurt you.  I would understand, if you had turned to him for comfort.

Kat texts an angry paragraph:

The only "comfort" Colin gave me was 50 kilometers of snarking at my ass to keep up with his running pace and about a thousand squats and a million crunches he yelled at me to perform. We are friends, that's it. Besides, he met somebody. I think he really likes her--he won't tell me a thing about her.

Me:

Well, personally, I would like to know this girl so I can send her a giant gift basket for taking the rebound. Also maybe a warning to watch it with him. He's got issues.

Kat: 

You got issues.

Me:

That's how I know.

Kat:

I'm not worried about your issues. Well, not the ones that don't involve you marrying  strung out abused girls and keeping it secret from me.

Me:

No more drunken, secret marriages. 

Kat:

Promise?

Me:

Promise. 

Why don't you come down here, baby?  Just for skin cuddles. 

Kat:

Nope.

Me:

Not even gonna return the picture?

Kat:

You'll just have to imagine...

My

virginal

pink

wet

tight

pretty

kitty

for awhile longer

Christ Almighty. Kat really is going to kill me. If this is the way she's gonna roll, she's gonna have me strokin' off so much I might stroke out. I decide to go a different way with this conversation before I spontaneously erupt.

Me:

You're my angel

With a devil's desire

Your sex is mine

To soon set on fire

Imagine your screams

In restless dreams

Kat:

New song?

Me:

Yeah, it's called

My Girl Is A Cocktease

Kat:

Good one, TG

I'll let you have the last word.

Me:

Then the word is...

iloveyou

She doesn't really give me the last word, but that's fine by me, because she replies:

iloveyou too