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around in my head at lightning speed. What did we just do? Oh my God, I just had sex with Zach. Zach! Is this going to change anything? Did we just kill our relationship? Leave it to the harsh light of reality to kill the afterglow.
    Having a bit more clarity, I realized I had to make sure we maintained that barrier. Even with his softening cock against my ass, arm draped over my naked waist, I couldn’t let myself think about us as a couple in any sense.
    I rolled over and gave him a brotherly punch on the shoulder. “Good job,” I joked.
    He squinted at me and returned the gesture softly. “You too, buddy.”
    I nervously laughed and stared at the ceiling. “So, uh… I actually feel a little guilty.”
    Zach shifted onto his elbow and idly caressed my stomach. “Why? Because of the whole friends with…”
    “No! No, nothing like that. I feel guilty because you got me to… you know… twice.” Even after sharing a simultaneous orgasm, I found it difficult to meet his eye when talking about it.
    “I’m not keeping score,” he chuckled as he kissed my shoulder.
    “God, Kevin did. I don’t think in all the years we were together, he ever made me come without getting off too. And even then, I had to do all the work myself.” Zach nodded in a silent reply, which was a mistake on his part. Now that I knew how good sex could be, I had plenty to bitch about. And when I’m nervous, I talk. A lot.
    “He always made me feel like it was my fault I couldn’t get off with oral, you know? And that’s if he ever bothered to try in the first place. The stars had to be in perfect alignment, he had to be in just the right mood, and I had to be coming out of the shower that instant for him to even begrudgingly go down on me. Which, you know, makes a girl feel real good about herself.”
    Zach grunted, sat up, and leaned against the wall as I continued ranting.
    “He never gave a shit if I came or not. The only reason I ever got to was because it took him so long to get off, I had a chance to catch up.” I snorted derisively. “I guess that’s one good thing I can say for him. He’s not a two-hump chump. Plus his cock wasn’t…”
    “ Ooohkay , let’s just hold it there,” Zach interrupted. “I don’t really need to know about Kevin’s dick or anything about you and him, for that matter.”
    I clammed up immediately, my nervous chatter morphing into concern that I’d overstepped a boundary. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
    “No, it’s cool. I just don’t like hearing about other guys and…”
    “Yeah, totally. I get it,” I insisted. “Maybe that’s a new rule?”
    “New rule,” he nodded.
    An awkward silence filled the space between us. We stared off in different directions grappling with the new shift in our relationship. A line had definitely been crossed but now that we were standing on the other side, neither of us knew exactly what that meant. It started to get weird but when I went to speak, so did he.
    “Talia, we…”
    “Listen, I…”
    We even laughed at the same time, releasing a bit of the tension in the air. Zach rested his hand on my knee and began again.
    “I was just gonna say, we can stop if you want. We’ve only done it once. We can consider it a trial run of sorts. No harm, no foul.”
    With a little lump in my throat, I asked, “Do you not want to do it again?”
    “No! I do! It’s that… at the end of the day, our friendship is what means the most to me. Since I was the one who suggested we do this whole crazy thing in the first place, I want to make sure you’re comfortable. We can stop any time.”
    I saw a quick flash of something in his eyes before he looked away. It was there and gone before I could figure out what it meant. I sucked my teeth as I quickly weighed the pros and cons.
    “Well, I mean, we have the rules. I think as long as we stick to those, we should be good. Plus, you’re pretty good in the sack,” I finished with a nudge.
    Yeah, and