“Now, want me to fuck you nice, like this means something, or fuck you rough, like I hate you for all you’ve done?” I shook my head at him, not really knowing the answer. This night would change me and change us forever. We’d never gone this far. But he didn’t seem to care. This was his way of closure. We both knew that. “Just do what’s real, Dex. I want the real thing with you.”
