Page 182 of The Way I Hate Him
He’s anything but that.
And it’s one of the reasons I’m falling fast and hard for this guy.
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Hattie:It happened.
Maggie:What happened?
Hattie:The sex.
Maggie:Whhhhat?!? Like . . . penis met vagina last night? And shook hands?
Hattie:How could they possibly shake hands?
Maggie:I don’t know . . . tip and clit?
Hattie:God, Maggie!
Maggie:You asked!
Hattie:I honestly think there’s something seriously wrong with you.
Maggie:Stop diverting me from the real meat of this conversation. You had Hayes Farrow’s penis inside you.
Hattie:You don’t need to put it like that, but yes . . . multiple times.
Maggie:Dear God, where’s my fan when I need it? Tell me everything. I want to know length, girth, rotation.
Hattie:What the hell is rotation?
Maggie:How did that boat float? Was the motion of the ocean good?
Hattie:If you keep talking like that, we’re not having this conversation anymore.
Maggie:Help a girl out! It’s been so long for me. I need this. Tell me, please.
Hattie:Fine, but don’t be creepy. He was very long, I mean, stretched passed his belly button.
Maggie:*whispers* Jesus.
Hattie:Girth was really tight. Like, he had to pause for me to relax so he could fit.
Maggie:*wipes drool* Mother of God.
Hattie:And “rotation,” not sure how to describe whatever this is for you, but he was bottoming out every single time.
Maggie:And I am now weeping in my purse. Thank you for that.
Hattie:And that’s just his penis. That’s not the rest of him. His hands, his mouth . . . his demanding, unyielding voice. He kept asking for more and more.
Maggie:I’m legit sobbing into an old peanut butter cracker wrapper because that’s all I have at the moment. I am JEALOUS!! I’m assuming he had no problem finding your clit.
Hattie:None. Maggie, it was so freaking good, like I didn’t think sex could be like that. And the things he whispered in my ear when he was deep inside me. I can’t stop thinking about it. Ugh, and then this morning, I completely forgot where we were, and he had himself fully inside me while using a vibrator against my clit, and I screamed so loud . . .
Maggie:Where were you?
Hattie:Above The Almond Store. Aubree came and knocked on the door. Ethel heard everything.
