"What if I want right now?" Rush asked. Even if Tristian reminded him he wasn't drunk he felt as if he was. Maybe he was running out of steam, maybe he'd been working to hard and he just wasn't able to think straight any more because none of this seemed real. It seemed like some dirty sort of fantasy he might dream up on the edge of sleep to help push him over the edge.
Tristian said he wasn't drunk, or wasn't drunk enough to not know what he was doing so that was good enough for Rush. He could just be the one who didn't know where his mind was at or what he was doing. He should be stopping. But he wasn't. "Tristian, if you don't stop me..." He warned, not sure what he was warning about but he was so turned on right then that he didn't want to stop.
Gigi would never know and it was with a guy. Guys didn't count. They'd never counted the times he'd let one or two of them suck him off in school and being with a guy didn't need to count now.