Hating Wren by R. Handler

Author:R. Handler [Handler, R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Wren

“I think I’m going to fuck your sister.” The words slipped out of my mouth much quicker than I had planned on the car ride over. Sure, the thought had been pinging through my brain for months, since Bex first strode into this very kitchen and set my heart racing. It had evolved from I want to fuck your sister (circa July) to I’m going to fuck your sister (circa now).

My certainty of the thought had ebbed and flowed depending on the day. Bex would ignore me, refusing to look in my direction no matter how loud my stories got or how ridiculous my flirting, and the thought would dim to a slight whisper in the back of my mind. Then there’d be a moment, like her flinch when I flirted with her in Alex’s car, and the hope would swell the thought until it sat in the front of my mind. And lately, with the heated looks and longing touches, the thought had turned to a constant litany I couldn’t ignore.

But despite having the thought grow in intensity for weeks and months until I could barely tamp it down, I had planned to at least get halfway through the mimosas Ames had promised over text this morning before spilling my guts. Instead, it just took the quiet snick of Alex’s office door for me to blurt out the words.

Ames, to her credit, didn’t choke on her drink, but instead just raised an eyebrow, waiting the half second it took for me to start spilling the entire story. Beginning when Bex kicked me out of the car, through the tears and the Apple Incident and the licking my blood as she bandaged me up to last night, when she watched me come and ordered me to say her name.

I didn’t feel guilty describing our exploits since Ames described her sex life with Alex with such explicit detail it was basically audio porn. This was the first time I’d been able to reciprocate, and Ames didn’t flinch as I ran through everything that had happened.

By the end of it I was breathless, eyes flicking to the hallway as if I might catch Bex listening in to the way I described our relationship. I knew it was full of longing and desperation and embarrassment on my part, with me craving any crumb of attention she sent in my direction.

After getting everything out, I summarized, “So, yeah. I think I’m going to fuck your sister.” I took a large gulp of my mimosa, wishing it wasn’t nine in the morning and the drink was stronger.

“Okay,” Ames nodded, a thoughtful look on her face as she asked, “And then what?”

“I don’t know, maybe take a nap and fuck her a second time once we catch our breath?” I said, confused, wondering when Ames became so interested in my post-sex routine. I mean, I hadn’t had a post-sex routine to talk about since I met Ames, considering it had been over a year since the last time I’d dated anyone, but still.

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