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terrifying. Think about it this week and we’ll see how you still feel. Okay?”

I felt a smile spreading across my face. “I used to make you sleep on decisions like that,” I said. “Now you’re the one making me do it.”

“It’s a very effective method,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice, too.

“It can be.”

“I’m not convinced you really want to do it. That’s all,” he said. “I was always a very eager porn star. You were more... indifferent to the idea of being filmed.”

I let out a sigh, sinking back into my pillow. “You’re going to make me admit it, aren’t you?” I said.

Now that my nightmare had worn off, the darkness of my bedroom and the cozy sheets were making me feel partially intoxicated. Dreamy somehow, like I could say things to Liam I normally wouldn’t dare.

“Make you admit what?” he said.

I pulled my lower lip between my teeth, cradling the phone between my shoulder and ear. “You’re gonna make me admit that I kind of want to be on film.”

He hummed in surprise. “Is that right?” Liam asked.

I breathed deep. “The idea of making myself come on camera for you is actually making me get hard right now.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

I’d really gone too far with that one.

It was one thing to kiss Liam earlier, when he’d just poured his heart out to me and I thought it might be the last time I ever saw him in the bar. But this was different. I was officially being bad right now, yet I couldn’t stop the words from coming out of my mouth.

“Jesus, Red,” Liam whispered finally. “You are?”

I reached down under the covers, holding my erection in my fist. “Very.”

I faintly heard him swallow on the other end. Suddenly the air felt electric again, like it had earlier before I’d kissed him, even though we weren’t even in the same room. Everything felt charged, like I had a direct line connecting me to him.

“Fuck. Now I am,” Liam said.

“Are you holding yours, too?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice low.

I started to pump my fist along my cock, slowly at first. It was like a goddamn relief.

“Are… are you better than you felt earlier?” Liam asked.

“This feels a whole lot better than the pure terror I woke up to just now,” I said. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”

“No, no,” he said. “It’s okay. I get it. Please keep going?”

“I am,” I said. I was stroking myself a little harder now, unable to get the image of the good part of the dream out of my head.

“What was your dream about, anyway?” Liam asked.

I swallowed. “You got taken away from me. And it was horrifying.”

“Shit,” he said. “Was it all that bad?”

“The first part was better,” I said.

“That’s nice.”

“It was.”

“It’s always good to have dreams about friends, it’s… pleasant, you know—”

“I was fucking you,” I said, my voice rough and a little more forceful. “Hard.”

“Oh,” Liam said, moaning a little. The sound was fucking exquisite, and I felt my cock pulse slightly in my hand. I squeezed tighter, feeling the sensitive skin around my balls tighten up.

“I—think I need to make myself come, Liam. I should hang up.”

“No,” he said. “You should stay on the phone with me, actually.”

“This is bad,” I said, knowing I wasn’t going to stop.

“I know,” he said. “Can I admit something to you?”

“I don’t know if you should.”

“I don’t know if I should, either,” he said.

“You have to, now.”

“Fuck,” he hissed.

“Tell me,” I commanded.

He pulled in a breath. “I wanted you to fuck me so badly yesterday,” he said.

My skin grew molten hot as I heard him say it.

“You… you what?” I whispered. Precum leaked from the tip of my cock.

“I know I shouldn’t tell you that. But I wanted it. It all came back to me, when you were leaning over me on the edge of the couch.”

“Don’t lie to me,” I said.

“You fucked me better than anyone did, Red.”

“That can’t be true,” I said, stroking myself again. “You’re a porn star. There’s no way you haven’t had better than me.”

“There is no one better than you,” he said. “I’ve had plenty of great sex, but you…”

He trailed off, but I knew exactly what he meant.

“We fit together,” I said, my voice low.

“God, we fucking did,” he said.

I bit my lip. “I wanted it, too,” I admitted. “Liam, you have no idea how good you are.”

“I am far from perfect,” he said.

“Well, maybe that’s why I always want you so much,” I said. “I