Page 72 of From the Ashes

“I wish I had.”

“No you don’t,” he corrected. “Not when your net worth is suddenly sky fucking high. The dude probably targeted you on purpose, hoping you’d hit him so he could sue.”

I shrugged. It was possible. Of course, I didn’t think Jordan Peterson was that smart, but maybe he was more conniving than I suspected.

“Well, Charlie took care of it. Then we left with the owner’s blessing. He called the cops on Jordan for being a drunk piece of shit. I doubt he remembered much anyway. He was pretty far gone, and his head did hit the table really hard.”

“So, this boy protected you,” Tony said with a sly grin. “And then you immediately fell head over heels for him, didn’t you?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Tony’s jaw dropped. “Youdid.” A mischievous smile filled his face. “And then you fell into bed with him, didn’t you?”

“Tony…”

“I’m sure that boy was happy to throw his feet over your shoulders for that.”

My face turned bright red as I looked away. “It… It wasn’t like that.”

A sharp gasp pulled my gaze back up. “Oh my god! You insatiable slut!”

“What?!”

“You putyourankles over his shoulders, didn’t you?”

I didn’t reply.

“Didn’t you?!”

“Can we not talk about this?”

“I’m gonna talk about it,” he laughed, coming around the bed and punching me in the arm. “Mr.I’m definitely not a bottom!”

“I’m not!”

“Not forme,” he shot back. “Or for anyone else except this Charlie guy, apparently.” He gave me a good once over. “Was it good?”

“Jesus, Tony…”

“Alright fine. Be a prude. But at least tell me you had fun.”

I sighed again. “Fine. Ihad fun.”

Tony’s grin widened. “Boy must know what he’s doing to get you to bottom. Or maybe you just like being a damsel in distress.”

“It’s not that,” I said, going back to unpacking. “Besides, it was his first time.”

“First time topping?”

I bit my lower lip. “First time…ever.”

Tony smacked my arm. “Stoppit.”

I nodded.

“Well, I can see why you bottomed now. It probably lasted all of fifteen seconds.”

My irritation with Tony quickly turned to anger. “Don’t you talk about him like that!” I snapped. “He did great. All three times! And his technique was incredible! Nobody has ever made me cum hands free before him!”